Where Sarah’s Grace enriched our lives.

 

A memory of her is for ever

walking upon these Norfolk Island shores,
Between the sand and salty air and on

the wooden floorboards of our home.

And Cradling our young children as they

Grew inside their infant lives, yes,

her memory

Inside our home survives

The storms and tides may rise and clear

The passing footprints from the sand,
And salty winds may blow away the sweet and bitter

Clouds of foam as days and hours pass,

And growing children go about their changing

like bees, swelling out to bend the hives,
Ah but,

While all else alters in its shape and form before my aging eyes

Yet still the sea

And still the shore

of her Grace remain
For ever

Marked: Where Sarah walked among our lives.