An Impressive Lady

Once, in a while, someone crosses your path

Who leaves a lasting impression.

And if Joan was there at our Sunday meet

I knew it would be a great session.

For a vital lady, she truly was

With a smile and a twinkling eye.

And although I didn’t know Joan so well,

Her poetry standard was high.

Her verses filled in the blanks for us all

With tales of outback Tennant Creek.

We listened entranced to her travelogues:

Adventures she’d readily seek.

Joan immersed herself in the joys of life,

Idleness was never her style:

Contributing to communities

Always going that extra mile.

So, Joan, you left well before your time,

We will miss your humour and wit.

Who will keep us all on the meter track

And remind us to never quit?

With fond memories

Kathy Watt

March 2017