A pilot's wife in another life
A teacher, mother, friend
Blackberry fields out on the farm
That seemed to never end
She asked no more of me and you
Than she would gladly give
Her life inspired, demonstrating
How we ought to live
She shared her gifts among us all
We're better having spent
Some time around this special one
That heaven surely sent.
And somewhere out there we believe
The future's in our hands
Tho' sometimes things don't go our way
For He has other plans
And so it was with this dear one
A clarion in our midst
One that challenged each of us
To always be our best
We felt the anger when she left
With so much still to do
Unfinished works were all around
In forms like me and you
The pilot's wife looks on us now
Her future is secure
And feels our pain and sorrow as
Her absence we endure
A smile extends across her face
As clouds obscure her view
She knows, as we do, that one day
Our frienship we'll renew
This poem was written in memory of Helen Moore, Director of Georgia Military's Extension Programs from July 1,1994 until her death on October 6, 1997.
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