Remembering Victoria Cleghorn.

Reading your autobiography.

Of a pony and a banyan tree.

That on the day of your birth.

It brought sadness and mirth.

Visits to your uncle John's farm.

Hugging each other with both arms.

Drinking milk inside a horse's stable.

Spending hours listening to fables.

Of the Celtic culture, myths, and all.

A princess and troll in love they fall.

Change takes place at a fast speed.
Pack your bags please leave Hawaii.
Bound for father's land called Europe.

Breakfast is just plain waffles and syrup.

Eight years of travel, work and school.

Spoke English, German and French to fools.

Sailed to the US to save country and people.

The chances of success all prove to be feeble.

Alas, the justice you brought was destroyed.

No longer in power, you are now employed.

By America's president who has everything.

How destiny sees you as nothing but a fling.

Home at last, disease replicates then creates.

Pneumonia, bronchitis at all an increasing rate.

Knowing you have tried your best you shut your eyes.

Your work is finished now spread your wings and fly.