Thou, dear sister, excellest them all

 Grace adorned her hair

Each whisp

A reminder of God’s faithfulness

Peace glistened from her skin

Every hug

She embraced with friendship

Long suffering streaked her cheeks

Each tear

Fallen with obedience

Wisdom arrayed her lips

Every word

Was filled with loving truth

Kindness enthroned her tongue

With each tiding

She esteemed all others

Gentleness were her hands

Every encounter

She handled with steadfastness

Endurance marked her feet

Each step

Taken in the will of God

She wore the robes of strength

Joy were her coverings of tapestry

And love were the pearls about her neck

Still,

Above all this,

Her fear of the Lord beautified her

Every day

She trusted in the hand of God

Her children rise up and call her blessed

Her husband also,

And he praises her.

Give her of the fruit of her own hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

In loving memory of

Kay King

She battled long and she battled hard.

Blessed be the name of the LORD. 

Scripture taken from Proverbs 31 KJV