In Memory Of Audrey my Sister. By Sheila Nash. Poem by alex sarich

' Ladies and Gentlemen if you please
I have a tale to tell
of Audrey my dear Sister
and those who love her well.

She is the eldest child of four
the rest of us came after
our lives she shaped with slaps and threats
but, oh, what fury what laughter.

Long hours she worked for Mam and us
she never had a lot
but what she had, she shared around
with kindness, love, that's what.

I remember well her wedding day
her dress of powder blue
she stood in our front parlour
her eyes the same colour too.

I used to read her letters
and use her make-up too
but when I used her wavers
oh! what a hullabaloo.

She helped me through my teen years
I really was a dope
and showed me what was right and wrong
she taught me how to cope.

We shared a bed us sisters three
and Audrey told us stories
of zombies, ghosts and vampires
it really was most gory.

A childhood such as ours
could never come again
with Dad and Mam and all of us
we walk down memory lane.

So Ladies and Gentlemen if you please
come join me in this toast
to Audrey who is Mother Earth
we love you, you're the most.

From your Loving Sister Sheila.