In memory of Shirley Ann Smith

Long before you entered nursing

The Lord had played His part,

Planting seeds of love and kindness

In the portals of your heart.

For it's clear that you had been gifted

With a sympathetic ear,

And blessed from the beginning

With a willingness to cheer.

And the children who you cared for

Are better off by far,

When they were touched by your compassion

By the person that you were.

For in times of woe and worry

When they were frightened and blue

No one could be more consoling than the friend they found in you.