Fare thee well

Aunty Esther

Your name sent me flying for cover
To hear your voice is
To hold my breath
Your eyes knew just where to look
And sins will come peering out
To imagine that I live to fear you
The drama branch to our family tree
You fill up space in size and essence
Your spirit was made for Christmas
Richly your hands poured
Strongly your heart gave
Memories we can’t ignore
Fondness we can’t outgrow
You now sleep the sleep of angels
Daughter, sister, wife, Aunt.

Vera