Dear Nimal,
Sandra passed away in the early hours of this morning. She flew away to be with Jesus, her King.
God Bless,
Nancy
I have no words
when the West Virginian Nightingale
was quiet forever?
I write to Comrade Jesus
please loook after her well
and this deepest sympathy to my poor poet God
to inform me when she comes to us
as a poetess again!
Your painted sky is gloomy today
And I know why?
I have a teardropp in my heart!
And I hear your song till I close my eyes forever
'Before the music ends? '*
*fondly to my life-school teacher who taught me when I argued sometimes about certain things, she muttered that life is a song and you have to sing before the music ends?
nimal dunuhinga
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad day for poetry, Sandra was a poet that stood high above the rest of us. She will be missed by many as she was such an inspiration to us all. She encouraged me to write, with her warm comments on my work. I wish her A warm place to rest and rejuvenate her soul.