She is. A personal peom written by Daniel Jeffreys about his wife Caroline

She loved, she climbed, she praised, she cuddled

 

She fussed, she worked, she created, she muddled

 

She made us all laugh with her wicked sense of humour

 

She remained so loyal and forsook false rumour

 

 

 

 

She baked, she swam, she played, she honoured

 

She punched, she puzzled, she travelled, she mothered

 

She could, when she chose, be a fearsome opponent

 

She could, without trying, take your breath in a moment

 

 

 

 

She danced, she ran, she cooked, she smiled

 

She laughed, she cried, she shouted, she beguiled

 

She helped all she could without whimper or whim

 

She gave with her soul, from her heart, from within

 

 

 

 

She pondered, she questioned, she understood, she walked

 

She cradled, she wowed, she drank, she talked

 

She loathed arrogance and ignorance in equal measure

 

She made loving her simple, an addictive pleasure

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

She believed, she dreamed, she encouraged, she inspired

 

She learnt, she comforted, she joked, she admired

 

She stuck by her principles with passionate spirit

 

She loved without question; every second, every minute

 

 

 

She graced, she improved, she nurtured, she moved

 

She focussed, she preened, she tottered, she soothed

 

She believed in herself with dedication and pride

 

She made a home, made a family and stood side by side

 

 

 

She trusted, she organised, she cared, she prepared

 

She bonded, she relaxed, she conquered, she dared

 

She filled us with hope, that we can be better than we are

 

She is just around the corner, she’s near, not far

 

 

 

She fought, she battled, she cried, she tried

 

She is, she was, she lived, she died

 

She’s a wife, she’s a daughter, she’s a mum, she’s a friend

 

She is still very much with us, from now till the end.

 

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