Loretta, Loretta

Loretta, Loretta

by Bud Lemire on May 7, 2006

Loretta, Loretta, Senior Companion and friend

What is it you know, do you comprehend

A gentle soul, who listens and speaks

With understanding of life, in all that she seeks

She's always pleasant to talk to, I enjoy each time

And honored to call her, a good friend of mine

With a necklace of keys, hanging from her neck

She comes to the lobby, to see who's on deck

Maybe she'll work on a puzzle, or sit for a chat

She's a good hearted woman, wherever she's at

I've known Loretta since the day I moved in

We can sit and talk for hours, about anything

Loretta is French also, her surname was Lafave

When I see her from a distance, I always wave

Her smile is genuine, her friendship sincere

She's the kind of friend who's so very dear

She's thoughtful of others, empathic indeed

I'm sure she'd feel your pain, if you were to bleed

Here's a salute for a friend that I know

Loretta, Loretta, with the wonderful soul