Heroine

My selfish tears fall not for you,
For selfish tears will not suffice,
As a fitting celebration
For such a woman, such a life.
For every time I speak with you
Is friendship in the Orchid room.
The brilliance you manifest
Shows me how to be my best.
so, to honour you I'll not lament,
In sorrow I will not relent.
With all my might I will employ
The only fitting tribute, joy.