Memories Live On
There was a young woman from Leicester,
Hair white beyond her years,
Who tried desperately to make a mark
Upon the world while she could.
She struggled and fought
To make use of her time,
And grew up before she should have.
Despite all her wishes, the time finally came,
And Lysithea was laid to rest
At the young age of twenty-five.
But all who knew her knew
How fiercely she'd fought for them,
Helping them reach their goals
And leading her classmates to victory
In both the war and their personal goals.
And they could all say that without her, things would be different;
Lysithea left her mark on all of them, and she would live forever
In all of their hearts, therefore reaching her dream
Of having a long life thanks to her legacy through them.