Still missed and mourned

In loving memory of my dear sister, Mary Elizabeth “Beth”

(July 13, 1961 – June 10, 2008)

She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways

She dwelt among the untrodden ways

Beside the springs of Dove,

A Maid whom there were none to praise

And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone

Half hidden from the eye!

Fair as a star, when only one

Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know

When Lucy ceased to be;

But she is in her grave, and oh,

The difference to me!

_William Wordsworth, The Classic Hundred Poems All-Time Favorites by Editor William Harmon, p. 112