Katie

The part of you we love, used to play it short, dance of life around you, in this Autumn light, you’re gone without a call, clothed in lilac light, nothing gives us a clue, no print or written law, if your trail’s well used, do we know your plight, try to stop you go, with your cards so slight, we’d never be so rude, to bleat at others' woes, hard to take those rules, what we know of you, is easy to postpone, stuff that’s hard to do, laugh at all your jokes.