In quiet corners of her room, she penned,
Words of solace, a friendship to transcend,
Though miles apart, her spirit close would stay,
A silent companion in the light of day.

Through letters sent, her heart she did bestow,
Upon the friends who helped her spirit grow,
In every verse, a whisper of her soul,
A cherished bond that made her whole.

The gardens bloomed with every line she wrote,
Each flower a testament to the notes,
Of friendship pure, untainted by the time,
A melody of trust in every rhyme.

So let us honor Emily’s gentle art,
The way she held her friends within her heart,
For in her words, we find the ties that bind,
The sacred gift of friendship, true and kind.