She’d rather know what you are interested in
than tell you what to be interested in.

She’d rather pause to hear you respond
than answer.

She’d rather root for you on your choices
than tell you where you need to go or what you need to do.

She’d rather find something good about it
than share in the community of complaining about it.

She’d rather give a second chance
than hold a grudge against it.

And she assumed the best of intentions
when she disagreed with it.

She was someone you looked forward to seeing
and left glad when you did.

We knew her soft disarming laugh.

To a frustrated heart
she brought a smile.

She was a refreshing sweetness in a bitter sea and her optimism and kindness inspires me and challenges me.