A magnificent soul with hardship to endure

A mother of spirituality and woman so pure.

When I think about all the good she ensured

Everyone else’s vision was obscured.

World war years we learnt in our books

Evil and corruption, brutality and crooks

She stayed humble and caring,

Inward happiness and peace

Trying to get rid of fear and sickness to cease.

With the storm around her, her soul remained calm

The world continue to hurt and harm.

The day she died, a dove was set free

With the heavenly angels she could love and just “be”

Empowering many with all that you shared

To hand down the heart of someone who cared.