Sarah Manokore

There are some, who live on,

not as a face, but as a feeling

A sense of being loved, of being cared for


There are some, who lived through much,

 who took on loneliness, suffering

And turned it into strength, enough to share


There are some who always gave

Who had enough time, energy

To listen and advise, to share wisdom and a smile


There is one, who lives on,

 not as a memory, but as a presence

A quiet guide, a natural mother, a woman of strength


Sarah;  mother, grandmother, teacher, friend

You cannot be gone, forgotten

You are still here, within us



.Dhaka 2013

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