Patricia Jean Duncan

In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember Patricia.

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember Patricia.

In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember Patricia.

In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember Patricia.

In the rustling of leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember Patricia.

In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember Patricia.

When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember Patricia.

When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember Patricia.

When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember Patricia.

So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us, as we remember Patricia.