In tears we saw you sinking,
We watched you fade away, You suffered much in silence,
You fought so hard to stay,
You faced your task with courage,
Your spirit did not bend, But still you kept on fighting,
Until the very end
The Creator saw you getting tired,
When a cure was not to be So He put his arms around you,
And whispered, "Come with Me"
So when we saw you sleeping
So peaceful, free from pain,
We could not wish you back,
To suffer that again.
An Award presented to the late Lucienne Meek, as one of the "Edmontonians of the Century." Accepting the award, her husband, William Meek.