There Was A Sweet Lady Poem by margaret haig

There was a sweet lady, named dame Murdoch, so true,

Who took to caring for many children like me and you;

The children's hospital was one of her places she cared about,

One thing was ths lady never got angry, or did shout.


She took the time to sit down, have a nice chat,

About sick children, who needed help, she got to that;

She raised help with money and support in every function,

Dame Murdoch, if you were running for mayor, you'd win the election.


Thank dear lady, you certainly gave in more ways than one,

You never gave in till the work for you was all done,

To live over the century, you've seen things come and go,

From every patient, family, friend, and everyone you did know.

Goodbye sweet lady, We'll see you in heavens hats so.