If I could write in rhyme,
I'd write the words
That rhyme with kind and care
And words that sing of love,
The love that you have
For your fellow man.

But I have no such words
For our queen of rhyme,
All I have are joyful thoughts
That rests within my heart.
These thoughts are filled of you ...

A Lady
A Poet
A Teacher
A Friend
A Mother
And Grandmother
All beyond compare

Brooke, you are dearly missed,
But your goodness continues.
Please take it slow,
And when you're ready,
Come back to your Fans.

In sweet celebration,
We'll take a whimsical flight
To the land where fairies live,
To the land where dreams come true.

Until then,
We'll be waiting for you.
Just follow the stardust,
And you'll finding us
Standing there.

With love and prayers,

LateBloomer
Just one of your many Fans.