Hon. Dns. Mrs. Eunice Buah Funeral Brochure

An Ode to my Mummy You know your baby is a flaired wordsmith Yet today, words fail me like a penned blacksmith The whole village is agog with all you did for good Every tongue says you had not a heart of wood Your listening ears were as sharp as a mayanka knife Your soft hands were as endearing as a loving wife We still don’t understand why the good die younger It is sad, you should have stayed longer This departure we believe is wrong For the 60th was to be a blissful one in Brong A thousand of us lived our lives on a lease But your outstretched arms made us feel at ease You run well, though short was your race. We stand at peace knowing you ended with grace. Nana Henneh Asomah S O N g Tribute Eternally Cherished 42 Hon. Dcns. Mrs. Eunice Jacqueline Buah Asomah-Hinneh

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