A poem in memory of Stella Wheatley
Her mood of the day
Thoughts in her very own way
Whom ever to cross her children
And you would see
An exploding bomb, that she could be.
Love, and her energy
That’s what Stella would be.
A beautiful loving family
She so deserving for sure.
To have beside Stella a seat
Was most always a treat
Sometimes, Wow!
She gave you the picture
And how!
Stella the one
So full of fun
Missed by all
– Vera
This poem was composed by Vera Shay in honor of Stella Wheatley, who recently passed away.
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