A gentle soul
A steady friend
Who rescues fish from drowning
And on whom Cyrenian novices depend.

A quiet presence
That brights each room
Buying all Hashan's cheesecake,
And fresh baked cookies for friends to consume.

Rivka, our beloved friend,
We all adore you so much,
Our hopes and wishes are with you,
Even when out of touch.

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Daedalan, in the year 1008 AF.