A Good Woman
My mother was born in 1916,
In the small Queensland town of Innisfail,
The ravages of war as yet unseen,
Peace was maintained, no matter how fragile;
Philippa Eleanor, eldest of four,
Quietly attractive and dignified,
With limited avenues to explore,
But possessed of integrity and pride;
Pale pink was hr choice for her wedding day,
Her bridegroom was the dark-haired, blue-eyed Keith,
A shy countryman with little to say,
But with his love and support to bequeath.
My mother died in her sixty-ninth year,
Mourned by all those to whom she had been dear.
Copyright © Beth Evans | Year Posted 2021
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