In Memory of Nana

Olive Beatrice Mae King

17 August 1927 - 21 June 2012

You slipped away that night

beneath the moon, twas but a sliver

painted in the sky

a message you wanted to deliver

as I drove away

it was the sight I saw

a last glimpse of you

before you knocked at heaven's door

while I didn't want to go

I had done my part

in writing your last chapter

it will remain forever in my heart

though the bindings cracked

and the favourite pages seem to bend

your life tells a story

worth reading to the end

as the memories overflow

what first comes to mind

was the times spent as a family

these days that's something that is very hard to find

we would pile round to your place

whatever the occasion

for wonderful food and staying up late

seemed it never took much persuasion

there was cotton reels to play with

and sliding down the stairs with cousins

board games and hide & seek

fun and laughter by the dozen

BBQ's a plenty

and fishing at the beach

then of course a fry up

at a level the shops just couldn't reach

Christmas was the best

with presents and food piled high

the chance to share this last with you

something we couldn't let go by

who can forget the hours

we put in at the farm we called our second home

there were carrots, parsnips and pumpkins

all scrubbed and tossed until they shone

I've never come across a strawberry

that is quite the same

countless dagwood sandwiches

with a cuppa for smoko to keep up our game

every school holiday

after grocery shopping with our Mum

we'd end up at your place with a donut

after hot chicken and coleslaw on our bun

the times when we were sick

it seemed we always knew

we could make a bed on your couch

and watch you sew as your pile of curtains grew

each time I went to brownies

you were always there

my proudly sewn on badges

a tribute to your hard work and care

you were always so proud

of the young ones as you called us

you were always the first I called to share results

a hearty congratulations was the chorus

and so the tale is almost told

this life we are passing through

the memories are so very near

of special times with you

but, the stars and moon are gone

seems all that's left to do

is take my rest

and the time to cry over losing you

Yet they are tears of joy

though not without its trials

we celebrate a life well lived

saved by grace you wear a smile

And know that God works it all for good

It's part of his amazing plan

so for now it is goodbye

till we meet again

By Colleen

Taking time to remember a loved Nana and Great Nana