The days pass with with joy,

Then the clouds of sadness fill the sky.

The day we were dreading,

The fight of sixteen years,

The fight of her life

Of sixteen years.

The woman we all loved,

Taken from us.

The wife

Mother

Sister

Daughter

Grandmother

Friend.

The one who cared,

Stolen from us.

But why?

It wasn't her time.

There were so many things she wanted to do,

There were so many questions never asked,

So many cakes never baked,

icing spatulas never licked,

recipes never shared,

stories never told.