A Birthday remembrance
Madam dearest, April 17 was your birthday
One cannot forget the roses, roses all the way
And Father Scharenguivel’s roses
In full glory did display.
Just looking on gave joy to everybody’s sight.
Visitors streaming in from morn till night.
Dining table full, no one turned away,
With snacks and cookies
All there in full array!
On your children your skills you bestowed
With love radiant and free.
If life has taken a twisted turn, let’s call it “destiny”.
From down here, Madam, we wish Nirvana bliss for you
And to your dear memory, forever we’ll be true.