The True Story of a Loved One

It was on Friday night I got the call Well a message on the phone so small It said, John, its Al, bad news, call back It's Mary and the news is black Now, Alan is my brother in law I called him back at half past four It's Mary, he said, I was taken aback She's had a massive heart attack They rushed her to the hospital block But she died just after two o'clock So that's how I got the word My big sister passing to the lord Brutal, sudden, gone like that We all rushed round to Alan's flat No one tried to say a thing The air was still, the eyes did sting Words would not come, they never do When someone goes, its kinda blue Her daughters wept, as did her son Hard for them, their mother gone Mary was my eldest sister, Mary was my mother too Mary commandeered respect, she would do her all for you For thirty years she nursed the weak If you needed help, it's her you seek For thirty years she helped and cared Those with illness, those impaired Even in her teenage days, she was a Butlin's redcoat, on the stage Bringing joy to a holiday camp The kids all said she was the champ God bless you Mary, they threw your mould I hope your cloud is made of gold You were more than a big sister to me I was a branch but you was the tree RIP