Doreen Mary Simpson

She moved through life with a gentle grace,

A quiet strength, a warm, steady place.

In laughter shared and kindness shown,

She built a love the world has known.

Her days were stitched with simple joys—

Soft morning light, familiar noise,

A cup of tea, a thoughtful call,

A way of making space for all.

She listened more than she would speak,

Yet gave the courage others seek.

In small, bright ways, she left her mark—

A steady glow within the dark.

Though time may take her from our sight,

It cannot dim her tender light.

For in each heart she gently grew,

Her love remains, alive and true.

So let us smile through quiet tears,

And carry her into our years—

In every kindness, softly done,

Her story lives, her journey runs.