By:  Brandy Seymour

1994

 

A Lady with elegance,

A Lady with style.

A Lady with courage,

A Lady with strength,

And finally, a Lady with grace.

 

Sure you know her,

Our Jackie, that's right.

We all wanted to be,

A part of her life.

We even wanted, to share her children.

 

We love you dear Jackie,

Oh we love you Jackie O.

We remember your grace,

As you portrayed, the Queen of Camelot.

And so it shall be, that no one takes your place.

 

We remember you on that day.

How you held your limp husband,

In your arms and lap.

His blood stained your lovely pink dress,

But you did not blink, or even think to change.

 

You gave us the wonderful memories,

To keep forever,

Because the memories are all that is left.

But they are strong as We mourned with you,

And now for you.

 

But you are more than a memory.

You were a part of our lives,

And now our tattered souls.

We shall do the same for you,

As you have done for us.

 

We shall not only remember you,

But We shall give you a new life.

You ask, Why?

We say that We want,

our children and their children,

 

To keep a special place,

for you in their hearts.

It would not seem right,

To let our Queen die,

without a fight.

 

For our Queen did not,

Let our King die,

Without a fight.

As We mourned with her,

And now for her.