She stands at the ready armed with truth, though many said what she did was uncouth.
Locking arms with those around, to stand for this was she proud. Her battle gear the sword of the Word, given to her by her Lord.

She went forth as He commanded not dissuaded by the World.
 Protection for those who cannot speak from the savage world a harvest they reap.

She fearlessly stood no matter the cost for lives that might be lost.
She and her beloved in the Lifeline awaiting, praying for the change of the tide. 
  
She now joins the many lives who were touched, resting in the arms of the Lord whom she valiantly fought.
Many a crown shall she cast at her Saviors feet for all her courageous deeds. Oh hero heaven mine I weep at the sadness of this time. Pray my life would only be a worthy as thine.

In Honor of Norma Munroe, my Aunt