Ode To Willene

This poem is a tribute to a woman I love so Even now my love continues to grow She left this world with dignity and pride Her gentle nature she couldn't hide She had the strength of 100 grown men She'd make your heart warm with a grin Her touch was the reason love songs were written One look from her and you'd become smitten She was a ray of sunshine in a dark cruel world Where right and wrong could become swirled I miss her so much that words can't describe The pain in my heart or the tears I've cried Although people everywhere grieve their own way I grab a pen and paper to dictate what I may I strive to be like her though I haven't yet But I'm as great as I can ever hope to get So I hope that my grandmother hears this ode And follows me down life's winning road