All over the world
Mother Teresa travelled
To help the poor people,
And in between she fell ill.
Despite her fragile health
The society grew in strength
And many came forward
To support her hands.
In 1996, there was a set back
In her health and she fell sick.
She wanted someone else
To take charge of her duties.
As a successor to Mother Teresa,
On 13-03-1997, Sister Nirmala
Was elected by the assembly
Of Sisters then unanimously.
In 1997, fifth of September,
The health of the Mother,
By morn, took a serious turn,
When she had severe chest pain.
“I can’t breathe, ” she said,
And then she quietly died.
The whole world mourned
And for her departure cried.
What a noble life she had led!
Completely worn out she died,
Till the end, serving the poor
For the love of Jesus forever.
Rarely one such soul is born,
On this earth, as Superior Nun,
More to serve as a Mother
Of the poorest of the poor.
Many volumes can be written,
About her life time mission,
But it will only be a repetition
Of all her noble deeds, one by one.
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