Betty Owen, that her name be
While the wind upon the crest
Will never rest in the summer breeze,
Always remember who has passed.
Her grace shall still live within us,
Upon the clouds of heaven she looks down
Still casting her grace into those she loves.
Through gates of heaven-be far away,
That if you look deep within,
You will find her dancing in your hearts again.
A sad time indeed, brings sorrow that bleeds
But look up high to the sky and smile,
Smile, and remember all that was great
Never having regrets, washing away all anger at bay,
So that the ocean will cast forth spilling into heaven,
Its never—ending beauty such as she was indeed,
So on this day let all family and friends,
Remember Betty Owen.
So in silence let’s take,
For a moment and rest
Close our eyes and let her face play,
In your minds, as we will see her beauty,
Shimmering that of the light of the sea.
First publication 2002
Revised 2010
