Passing Poem by Ima Ryma

I had known her for many years.
We lived just a few miles apart.
Our lives had but few common spheres,
But what we shared came from the heart.
She endured a lot of bad health.
But with me, she always conveyed
An inner spiritual wealth,
On the wings of humor displayed.
A few months ago she told me
That she was terminally ill.
I took it as a chance to be
Good in her mind and heart until...

I got word she died yesterday.
I'm so grateful she passed my way.