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(This my longest poem! All the other poems are inspired

by my Mum who loved poetry and quoted it often.)

Beginning her link to number seven,

Valma's soul came down from heaven;

Her mother called Bunny giving birth to a girl,

Found family members all in a twirl.

Growing up in Cairns on her bike or swing,

This little girl nicknamed May much happiness did bring.

From parents grandparents and a close sibling,

Kind words and praise showed she was maturing.

Young life so full of work and of pleasure,

Dinners and dances were her stored up treasure.

At one such dinner a young man from Innisfail,

Beheld the sight of a beautiful woman so pale.

The dinner was followed by dances and walks,

Along unlit paths there was much time for talks.

A wedding resulted from Vivian's kiss,

Now both unite for happiness and bliss.

Unexpectedly shifting to Sydney stretched friendships,

But bonds of youth were renewed on beach holiday trips.

Her children grew up becoming teenagers in a wink,

But were much better behaved than you may now think.

Weddings they come more children they go,

the results of these unions only Mum does know.

Eighteen grandchildren provide birthdays not a few,

Babysitting home visits without one lost shoe.

Narnie she'snow now called as babies play with her fur,

Becoming a great grandmother is all such a blur.

Children's running feet again in hall and on stairs,

Every night more souls to mention in prayers.

To heaven she goes her farewell so sweet

"Just call me Val next time that we meet."

By her loving son Gregory J. McKenzie