In memory of Sarah Manokore, who would have had her 74th birthday today. With thanks to her daughter Ruth for the inspiration to write this poem, and encouraging me to go down memory lane with this wonderful lady.
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Sarah Manokore
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There are some, who live on,
not as a face, but as a feeling
A sense of being loved, of being cared for
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There are some, who lived through much,
who took on loneliness, suffering
And turned it into strength, enough to share
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There are some who always gave
Who had enough time, energy
To listen and advise, to share wisdom and a smile
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There is one, who lives on,
not as a memory, but as a presence
A quiet guide, a natural mother, a woman of strength
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Sarah; mother, grandmother, teacher, friend
You cannot be gone, forgotten
You are still here, within us
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Wow this is still so beautiful and powerful thnx again Rilla
Glad you come back to visit, my dear Ruth.
happy mothers day mom
Beautiful poem! We will never forget Sarah, she was so special, an inspiration to us all.
Varoora!
Your legacy lives on!
miss you much.
thank you Rill Pill for these poweful words of rememberence
Thank you Lloyd for that nickname, which is certainly kinder than some names I have been called!
Hmm the poem says it all you cannot be gone or forgotten Mom you live on in us….mwah RIP
Thanx Rilla for bringing back light and joy on this beautiful day
I miss you you tete…
aaaw on this day I remember the day I spent over an hour with her on her hospital bed as she always say “mwana wehanzvadzi yangu the most valuable inheritance that we have given you is your education persue it with great zeal” we remember and cherish the priceless moments we had with you aunty.As your soul rests in peace your legacy lives on for generations to come….
So true, Tendai, and thank you for your comment.