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Thelma Leeson

Thelma Leeson....... is in a nursing home, dementia will take her, and I will recite this at her funeral. Thelma Jane was a Leeson and she was premmie born Size of a sauce bottle to a tent her tiny form Oh thy bathed her in olive oil, good for her premmy skin And mother Eva said to Tom no tent for it’s a sin! Because she needed better care Jane Tattam took her in Jane and Morry they were childless, second Mum and Dad did grin May,1930 the ninth, was when she came to earth Cool day in a rug , snug as a bug, this tiny babies birth Her parents then lived in a tent for Tom he was a fencing With Walter, May, and Henry some of the older kids I’ll mention Little sister Marge arrived, sugar diabetes so grim Mum Eva did her best to do the doctoring Thelma would return to Eva and live in the big old tent But she was used better things a house and all it meant Marg was in the Warwick hospital, Thelma drove the sulky in She clung to the reins, but the horse knew the way there and back again At school in the forties two Soldiers did walk in One asked for Fay and Thelma, just brother Walter tall and slim Nervous Thelma took em to see Tom and Eva at home Eva said it’s your brother, he’s been a Droving on his own Thelma would become a nurse, but first she worked in a store Aunt Jane didn’t like the hair clips in Thelma’s hair she saw It was in Toowoomba forbidden clips were then a sin Aunty Jane she made the rules, and Thelma wore em thin . Thelma was a great Nurse with a timid gentle humor Prince Alfred in old Sydney, and Mt Olivet would groom her Michael Lalor of the Irish had captured Thelma’s heart And Mary arrived a love child, right from the very start. Then Michael he was called away the lord had taken him Mary married in the church of Michaels christening….Ireland.. Thelma loved the wedding place, in old Ireland lovely crowd Mary is her father's daughter, Thelma was so very proud We always laughed with Thelma for at parties she would cook At cousin Nell’s the Great Grandkids ate her cakes and sometimes chook We all miss our lovely Thelma, it’s sad she goes away But written on the mist of time is Thelma this I say…..Don Johnson A much loved lady....

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  1. Date: 5/24/2013 6:03:00 AM
    This is a great tribute to a great women Don, I am glad I stopped in to read this, write on my skillful pen warrior, write on, xxxx