A woman so strong, our own Joan of Arc
Rose up amongst others to conquer the dark
Never once did she hesitate, always took the lead
Walked at the front, she knew what we need.
Today she decided to take another leap
Just another step, on a warpath ever so steep.
She entered the world where the sword has no meaning
For now she can rest in a life more appealing.
A mother at heart with tender understanding
She knew when to pause when her boy-child was stumbling
Her daughters she taught to be woman of note
This remarkable woman that life could not smote
Suffering for you did not come from the pyre
The pains that you bore in your heart you acquire
Steadfast in principle for that what was right
Now you can rest, it’s the end of the fight.
Wikus Hattingh.
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