We miss our elder sister much;
She sang and danced with fairy touch;
Aquarian, she lived quite well
And stayed a spinster and a belle.
A simple dame, she slogged a lot;
She loved to marry but could not;
She liked each sibling from her heart;
She did all things by her own art.
A lovely daughter, heeded mom;
A sister good, all were welcome;
She spent her days most righteously;
She hated world of jealousy.
She was an ace in household chores;
Each night, she used to close the doors;
She stayed by mother who was aged;
All life, a battle, she had waged.
She laughed and smiled and consoled all;
She sipped like nectar life-time's gall;
She prayed for others, helped them too;
All complex things, she could well do.
Today's her birthday posthumous;
A sister great, she was to us;
She's gone to be with Jesus now;
We hope to meet her some day, ‘Wow! '
‘Happy Birthday Anniversary, dear sister Clemencia! '
Dedicated fondly on behalf of all her living siblings
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-02-2020
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