A Beautiful Life

I'm staring at the wall,
Because I don't know what to say,
How do I give tribute,
To our lovely lady?
She was wonderful and wise,
With knowledge of all kinds,
And agile for so many years,
In body and in mind.
She had style and decorum,
And the kindest of hearts,
With all these great attributes,
Where do I start?
So far a mini skirt,
Is all I've got down,
When her life was more like,
A sweeping ball gown.
My pen is my needle,
But it is hard to thread these lines,
Fragile silk words,
Trying to depict a strong life.
So down goes my pen,
I close my eyes,
Simply breathe and remember,
Her beautiful life.