Dommie

We feel you still here near us

In everything we know

In the simplest of pleasures

As the kiss of the winds blow

You’re remembered in the sweetness

Of the scent of sourdough

And we’ll see your soul at dusk

When solar lights begin to glow

We hear you in the chattering

Of beads swinging too and fro

And we feel your warmth of optimism

Whenever we feel low

When we thinking of your beaming smile

We’ll fin our own begin to grow

You made your mark upon us all

Forever, leader of the show