I felt you slip away, to a sacred place,
You lived a life of love – with the hands of grace.
All those tears that fell, are now part of creation.
Behind you left us inspiration.
Even as these words try to find a source, I feel your light and hear your voice.
Even the sun could not paint your beauty, so the universe filled with stars to create you a symphony.
In my smile I know you can hear me.
As the seasons change and life feeds time, a part of you will always shine.
In the silence, I turn my eyes to the sky.,
Here your presence will never die.
May the Angels sing eternal for you Ruth. God Bless you as you found your way home.