mrmoshe Posted April 29, 2011 Share Posted April 29, 2011 Very sad news Donna. My deepest condolences to you both. Pete. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jewdreamer Posted April 29, 2011 Share Posted April 29, 2011 Donna and Stewy, very sorry to hear of your loss. May the lord love her and protect heer. Chris Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
THE SWEENEY Posted April 29, 2011 Share Posted April 29, 2011 Dear Donna and family ,my sincere condolence and best wishes, i know how hard it is at a time like this,I lost my mum last september .God Bless and Best Wishes ,Laurie and Pat. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deek Posted May 2, 2011 Share Posted May 2, 2011 Dear Donna, Stewy and Family, My prayers and thoughts go out to you all. Deek Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sadamson Posted May 2, 2011 Share Posted May 2, 2011 Dear Donna, Fiona and i are sad to hear this news.It was only last week you were telling us about her.call if you need any help all our love Stephen and Fiona xxxxx Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mrsswordfisherman Posted May 3, 2011 Share Posted May 3, 2011 I wish to thank all the raiders for their messages of condolence and support. My Mum had 80 years of life and was proud to be Australian. She was a wonderful poet and her poems won several literary awards. Here is one below EUCALYPTUS IN MY VEINS If you're city born and bred, in the land of the Southern Cross You might love or hate the boundless bush, and if you hate it, that's your loss I'm here to say I hold it dear, and I'm about to tell you why There's eucalyptus in my veins, and there will be 'til I die I've travelled all around the place, and I've gone from shire to shire Been there during drought and flood, seen disaster after fire Yes, I've been to many a country town, but I haven't stayed too long Just long enough for a "cuppa tea" in places like Gulgong So I've only been a tourist, 'til an invite came my way To stay in Warialda, for a country holiday And when I went, my heart was home, even though I was a fake For two weeks in a country town does not a "local" make! The little house was on a cliff, just where a house should be Overlooking paddocks, and a leafy bushland sea Emus roamed the grassland, and I saw a roo or three Bounding 'cross the road and scrub, wildlife proud and free Flights of cockies swept the sky, a squawking screeching crowd As I sat there; watched the setting sun behind a back-lit cloud The sun was gone beneath the ridge and the gums stood black and stark Sketched against the orange glow, until the sky was dark The day was done; in dead of night, gazing up at star-filled glory I scanned the awesome vista of man's eternal story I stood upon the cliff next day, watched storm clouds shed the rains Beheld the vivid lightning illuminate the plains Too soon the time had come to leave this tranquil green retreat We headed off to Moree, to the flatlands parched with heat Then we took the Newell Highway, straight through to Narrabri Past shrunken stony rivers, sunbaked bony dry Every town you come to has a river flowing through Which is why the town was founded there, and the reason why it grew And you always know where the river is, even though it's hid from view When the trees are marching in a row, like shoppers in a queue Down to Coonabarabran, through the Pilliga scarred by fire The biggest blaze this state has seen, the consequences dire Yet only four months afterward, the bushland proves it's strength Gums already garnished green, throughout it's breadth and length The mighty Warrumbungles, massive craggy mountain range Surround an ancient crater, mysterious and strange A night was spent in Dubbo, and only one day left My holiday was over, deep inside I felt bereft We struck across to Gulgong, and on to Mudgee town And later, crossed the Great Divide, a rich resplendent crown Finally, the skyline of the city came in sight Upon the far horizon, flaunting all it's man-made might I was born and bred a city girl, though my soul is with the land With the gums and the pepperinas, with the scrub and drifting sand I've said before, I hold it dear, and now I've told you why There's eucalyptus in my veins, and there will be, 'til I die. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deek Posted May 3, 2011 Share Posted May 3, 2011 Wow, What an inspirational poem. Makes you proud to be an Australian. Donna, Your mum was truly special. God has given her an early mark to write poetry for him. RIP Fay Deek Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
achjimmy Posted May 9, 2011 Share Posted May 9, 2011 (edited) Very sad to hear about your loss guys, my condolences. Edited May 9, 2011 by achjimmy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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