Her incredibly beautiful blue eyes Always searching for the truth, Always seeking the good in others, Are now forever closed. If eyes are the "mirror of the soul" Then she was an "old soul" Full of humor and a lightness of heart Yet firm in a religious conviction of hope. You knew the eyes of love were upon you when she smiled. And now as we all say good bye With a heavy heart and a muted voice, Her eyes again sparkle, as always, As we look upward and see a new star in the sky. With love from Nancy Greene