Baby Lou Raff

The Journey Home

From the sweet Southern soil her story began,

Woven deep in the place where her childhood ran.

With a spirit of grace and a heart full of light,

She traveled afar where the future shone bright.

To the hills and the shores of the great Golden State,

She carried her roots, her ambition, her weight.

She built a beautiful life under California skies,

With the strength in her hands and the truth in her eyes.

For decades she flourished, she laughed, and she grew,

Impacting the lives of everyone she knew.

A life filled with purpose, a life so well lived,

Measured by how much she was willing to give.

But the heart keeps a compass that points to the start,

To the warmth of the home that is etched in the heart.

Though she blossomed out West, she belongs to the land

Where the moss-draped oaks and the bayous stand.

So fly away home to the place of your birth,

Back to Louisiana’s welcoming earth.

Your long journey’s over, your sweet rest is won,

A beautiful soul whose great work is all done.

We leave you in peace where your first breath was drawn,

Your memory a light that will always live on.