It’s been a year my Sandy girl,
How swiftly time has passed,
Each melancholy memory,
Returns to haunt my heart.
A singularly wistful year,
Trying to comprehend,
How blest I’ve been to have you,
As my confidante and friend.
How rich has been your legacy,
Of courage, grace and wit,
Your patience in adversity,
Your serenity and grit.
In dreams I’ve see you often,
Laughing in delight,
Radiant, joyous, beautiful,
Aglow with God’s own light.
Hey there Sandy girl, when time
Shall cease to be for me,
We’ll live together You and I
One in Christ's company.
Myra D’Souza / 31st March 2011