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At funerals eve we lift a glass or two. Ref 015 ————————————————— At funerals eve we lift a glass To drink to life of our dearest Barbara. For fighting for life leaves nought to chance Under such a threat they let you go Not minding that you were my finest jewel Engaging through how sweet the nectar flows Rarely stopping in pursuit of the Wizards too And fearless did you act and it goes to show Lesser women fade but not Barbara Browne She had enough she had enough yes enough Eventually the strongest boughs will break. Virtual reality comes to the fore mind n body Earth to earth ,ashes to ashes , dust to dust. Woman of a very extra special beauty note Even if your face n body are beyond compare Little hints and wrinkles become so apparent I could only see the most beautiful of women Fortune favoured me when I met my Barbara Twinkling eyes ,a noble hint of sophistication And an arrogant methodology scary but true Glasses we would raise upon a nightly phase Limited as one is to just a long iced cordial And me ? Well me she poured a *** or scotch So at funerals eve we lift a glass or two Summers ,winters,year on year to Barbara. ——————————————————- Rest In Peace my darling girl. Be not afraid The tornadoes now released will fade in time Written by Philip 26/9/2018.
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Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 7:21 AM UTC
At funerals eve we lift a glass or two. (An Acrostic)
At funerals eve we lift a glass or two. Ref 015 ————————————————— At funerals eve we lift a glass To drink to life of our dearest Barbara. For fighting for life leaves nought to chance Under such a threat they let you go Not minding that you were my finest jewel Engaging through how sweet the nectar flows Rarely stopping in pursuit of the Wizards too And fearless did you act and it goes to show Lesser women fade but not Barbara Browne She had enough she had enough yes enough Eventually the strongest boughs will break. Virtual reality comes to the fore mind n body Earth to earth ,ashes to ashes , dust to dust. Woman of a very extra special beauty note Even if your face n body are beyond compare Little hints and wrinkles become so apparent I could only see the most beautiful of women Fortune favoured me when I met my Barbara Twinkling eyes ,a noble hint of sophistication And an arrogant methodology scary but true Glasses we would raise upon a nightly phase Limited as one is to just a long iced cordial And me ? Well me she poured a *** or scotch So at funerals eve we lift a glass or two Summers ,winters,year on year to Barbara. ——————————————————- Rest In Peace my darling girl. Be not afraid The tornadoes now released will fade in time Written by Philip 26/9/2018.
Barbara was a SRN and Midwife, a lifelong supporter of AA. Rescue of those addicted by alcohol and drugs. She will be well received in heaven.She was my Woman Brave.
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Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 7:21 AM UTC
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