Friday, February 24, 2012

From Eileen Dane in Sri Lanka

We still hear your laughter pouring forth,

Like gurgling water, sharing your mirth.

Relating jokes of your carefree training college days,

Our friendship you nurtured with your caring ways.

Never did we dream it would end like this,

Leaving us grieving, your presence we miss.

On your journey from catnap to eternal sleep,

Your tryst with Destiny you had to keep.

Dear Fawzia...We pray for you and for your peace and bliss in the Hereafter.