The Passage

She is gone

Dear, sweet Ruthie

Wife and mother

Of uncommonly

Sweet disposition

An innocent in a

Time of the garrulous.

A fighter for

Her children.

True to her


A creature of

Sunny days

And righteousness.

Terrible was her battle

With the evil of cancer.

She seldom waivered

In her resolve

To defeat the menace,

A farewell to

This lovely lady

A guide, a trooper

A lover