For Row, whose heart was a boundless shore, Where every creature, great and small, found more. In her gaze, a kindness, vast and deep, A shepherd of the wild, a guardian in sleep. Rowena, with hands gentle as dawn's first light, Healing wings broken, making wrongs right. In her laughter, a melody that soared, Among the whispers of the creatures adored. She walked in fields, under the sky so wide, With every step, a companion by her side. In her eyes, the world — pure and whole, A mirror to the love anchoring her soul. Her voice, a comfort, soft and warm, In stormy nights, a tranquil charm. With every heartbeat, a vow she'd keep, To nurture life, to heal, to leap. In forests deep, where shadows play, Row's spirit dances, light as the day. Animals gather, in silent acclaim, For the vet who called each by name. Beneath the vast, eternal blue, Rowena’s legacy, forever true. A life so rich, a heart so grand, In every paw print, in every strand. So, here's to Row, with love we sing, A vet, a friend, on angels’ wings. In nature's choir, her laughter rings, A melody of love, on eternal springs.