Chris Poem by Francis Duggan

She's close to if not fifty but if you did not know
You'd say that she is forty for her age she does not show
Her youngest her daughter Tara is on the road to fame
As a budding teenage actress her's becoming a big name.

Her three sons in their twenties she only can feel proud
Of them and their achievements they stand out in the crowd
Her children all have her ways and in them so much good
Like her they are kindhearted and would help you if they could.

Chris was raised in Tasmania and she still calls Tassie home
And her great love and nostalgia for the 'Apple Isle' in time she has not outgrown
And though many feel Tasmania's Winters can be wet and cold
She says she'll return to live there and there she will grow old.

She has done her share of travelling beyond Australia's shore
Been to Tibet and India where few Aussies have been before
And though for years she's lived in Cockatoo there she will not stay
She will go home to Tasmania and there grow old and gray.

She must be close to fifty years though she doesn't look her age
And she's intelligent and wise she is a female sage
And her travels in Southern Asia she is happy to recall
But she still calls Tasmania home and it's her favourite place of all.