Marie W. McKay

A beautiful soul, more precious than gold could ever hold.

Her family was her world, her greatest pride,

And the love she carried for them never had to hide.

She loved with all her heart, without asking for more,

Her family was the reason she kept going, the reason she soared.

Through every joy, through every tear,

She made sure the ones she loved knew she was always near.

Her hands may have grown tired, her footsteps may have slowed,

But the love she gave her family was a gift that always showed.

She gave her time, her strength, her care,

And made a lifetime of memories that will always be there.

She was the laughter around the table,

The gentle voice that made everything feel stable.

She was the arms that welcomed you home,

The comforting reminder that you were never alone.

There will be holidays when her chair feels empty,

Family gatherings when we wish she were there.

There will be moments when we reach for the phone,

For just one more conversation, one more moment at home.

But her love did not leave when she took her last breath.

It lives in every heart she touched, stronger than death.

It lives in the children, the grandchildren, and all those she held dear,

In the lessons she taught and the memories we keep near.

She may no longer walk beside us or hold our hands,

But her love remains woven into the family she helped build and stand.

Every act of kindness, every prayer, every loving deed,

Is a reminder of the beautiful woman she will always be.

So when the tears fall, let the memories shine.

Remember her smile, her laughter, her love so divine.

Celebrate the woman who gave her family her all,

The woman whose love was strong enough to hold them all.