The Light in the Window

The Light in the Window

Standing at the window
I'm lost in thoughts of a light
   that burned brightly
Among us for a good long time.

Julienne.

A torch to light the way.
She was a blaze to warm the heart
   against the icy winds of
Soul cold winter.

She was Comfort.

As true as the North Star.
She was an ever constant point of light
   burning in the night sky to
Show the way home.

She was Faith.

Gone now but more than memory.
She remains a promise, a warm
   and certain assurance of
Heaven's sweet reunion.

She was, and always will be, Hope.

Rest in God's arms sweet lady.
Wait for us with those you loved
   who went before and know
That you are missed.