A Poem For Ellen, On Her Passing Away

I don't often write this type of poem but Ellen was 101 years old when she died and I felt moved to put pen to paper.

                                       For Ellen.

               A grand old age, they all said so

               But still it hurt to see her go.

               And in the end, Not taking long;

               So short a time To move along.

               Leaving behind this vale of tears,

               Family and friends made through the years.

               She had a life that many say

               Was just and rewarding, for in her way

               She lived and loved those that she knew

               Harbouring no grudge, paying her due.

               For husband, son and daughter too

               She gave her love, she saw them through.

               In troubled times she was right there

               No need to ask, with strength she'd bear

               Them through it all and take their part

               With selfless love and generous heart.

               As Nan, she loved the children who

               Grew up so fast and loved her too.

               So weep not for a life so blessed,

               Remember Ellen, gone to rest.

I hope that you like it.