Those were the days when heart disease was rife,
And streptococci caused Rheumatic heart;
Though penicillin injection could save life,
Anaphylaxis played a dirty part.
Oh, what a pretty child was Angeline!
True to her name, she was pious, cheerful;
She helped our mom like Martha, truly fine;
God saw her heart and soul were beautiful.
I was too young to know about her more;
She lived her life quite affectionately;
She was so lovely, endearing to core;
Rheumatic heart had ebbed her life gently.
Good Shepherd calls His sheep beloved to Him;
Some earn heaven on earth despite life grim!
Fondly dedicated to our beloved sister,
(late)Angeline Mary Rexina, Old Chungam, Cbe
May the soul RIP in Christ Jesus Lord!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-05-2020
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