A Tribute To Phyllis Ellis

A dear friend passed away and although her time seemed predictably close, I can’t help but feel a great lost. She and I saw less and less of each other because our illnesses kept us a part but there was a time when we got regular morning talks in person and when not in person, we used the telephone. She was a quiet person and raised her kids with hardly a loud voice. In fact, I don’t remember ever hearing noise, a quarrel or screams from her home. Her kids are the most generous of friends, like their mom, they jump to help. I will miss this dear and loving friend but embrace the life we shared.

 

 

A Tribute To Phyllis Ellis

 

A gentle but radiant light was blown out yesterday

 

There was darkness when our beloved friend passed away

Remorsefulness came though we tried to prepare

It still tugged at the insides, still brought a tear

Because of her kind temperament we called her Ma

Used her wise guidance, she never said a condescending aha

Though many times she was proven to be right

Every time she offered her advice of the way we might

 

Take measures to correct the way things turned out

Our Ma never raised her voice, she would never shout

 

People who looked on will remember her generosity

Her saying yes to any request was almost always a guarantee

Yes rolled from Ma’s lips to friend or foe

Lived charitably, gave generously and hardly said no

Looking out on mornings you’d see as her grandson droved away

Intense love and best wishes for him each day

She checked and double checked that all was well

 

Every morning devotedly her love showed and you could tell

Lots of times, when she was able she would come to our gate

Learnt to stop bad from turning worst to stop things that couldn’t wait

It was humbling to know Ma and from her spirit we all knew

She dwelt in love; God is love, thus she dwelt in God and God in her too

1 John 4:16

 

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