For Lois

A peculiar thing happened late in the day,

just at the time sunlight faded away.
It appeared somehow to have lost a ray,
and so I waited for nighttime to fall.

I thought the darkness would leave grief behind,
I'd forgotten the stars; my, how they shined!
As in your eyes, there was so much to find;
it wasn't easy to not heed their call.

But time has its' schedule and cares not a whit,
for the friends you have gathered, or ones who have quit.
As for all others, they don't count a bit,
we were lucky to have you at all.