The very sad passing of Mrsswordies Mum

[cut_loose]

I am very sorry to hear the news, my sincerest condolences to you, Stewy and your family through this difficult time

[mrmoshe]

Very sad news Donna. My deepest condolences to you both.

Pete.

[Jewdreamer]

Donna and Stewy,

very sorry to hear of your loss.

May the lord love her and protect heer.

Chris

[THE SWEENEY]

Dear Donna and family ,my sincere condolence and best wishes, i know how hard it is at a time like this,I lost my mum last september .God Bless and Best Wishes ,Laurie and Pat.

[deek]

Dear Donna, Stewy and Family,

My prayers and thoughts go out to you all.

Deek

[sadamson]

Dear Donna, Fiona and i are sad to hear this news.It was only last week you were telling us about her.call if you need any help all our love Stephen and Fiona xxxxx

[mrsswordfisherman]

I wish to thank all the raiders for their messages of condolence and support.

My Mum had 80 years of life and was proud to be Australian. She was a wonderful poet and her poems won several literary awards. Here is one below

EUCALYPTUS IN MY VEINS

If you're city born and bred, in the land of the Southern Cross

You might love or hate the boundless bush, and if you hate it, that's your loss

I'm here to say I hold it dear, and I'm about to tell you why

There's eucalyptus in my veins, and there will be 'til I die

I've travelled all around the place, and I've gone from shire to shire

Been there during drought and flood, seen disaster after fire

Yes, I've been to many a country town, but I haven't stayed too long

Just long enough for a "cuppa tea" in places like Gulgong

So I've only been a tourist, 'til an invite came my way

To stay in Warialda, for a country holiday

And when I went, my heart was home, even though I was a fake

For two weeks in a country town does not a "local" make!

The little house was on a cliff, just where a house should be

Overlooking paddocks, and a leafy bushland sea

Emus roamed the grassland, and I saw a roo or three

Bounding 'cross the road and scrub, wildlife proud and free

Flights of cockies swept the sky, a squawking screeching crowd

As I sat there; watched the setting sun behind a back-lit cloud

The sun was gone beneath the ridge and the gums stood black and stark

Sketched against the orange glow, until the sky was dark

The day was done; in dead of night, gazing up at star-filled glory

I scanned the awesome vista of man's eternal story

I stood upon the cliff next day, watched storm clouds shed the rains

Beheld the vivid lightning illuminate the plains

Too soon the time had come to leave this tranquil green retreat

We headed off to Moree, to the flatlands parched with heat

Then we took the Newell Highway, straight through to Narrabri

Past shrunken stony rivers, sunbaked bony dry

Every town you come to has a river flowing through

Which is why the town was founded there, and the reason why it grew

And you always know where the river is, even though it's hid from view

When the trees are marching in a row, like shoppers in a queue

Down to Coonabarabran, through the Pilliga scarred by fire

The biggest blaze this state has seen, the consequences dire

Yet only four months afterward, the bushland proves it's strength

Gums already garnished green, throughout it's breadth and length

The mighty Warrumbungles, massive craggy mountain range

Surround an ancient crater, mysterious and strange

A night was spent in Dubbo, and only one day left

My holiday was over, deep inside I felt bereft

We struck across to Gulgong, and on to Mudgee town

And later, crossed the Great Divide, a rich resplendent crown

Finally, the skyline of the city came in sight

Upon the far horizon, flaunting all it's man-made might

I was born and bred a city girl, though my soul is with the land

With the gums and the pepperinas, with the scrub and drifting sand

I've said before, I hold it dear, and now I've told you why

There's eucalyptus in my veins, and there will be, 'til I die.

[deek]

Wow, What an inspirational poem. Makes you proud to be an Australian. Donna, Your mum was truly special. God has given her an early mark to write poetry for him.

RIP Fay

Deek

[achjimmy]

Very sad to hear about your loss guys, my condolences.

Edited May 9, 2011 by achjimmy