MY FRIEND  JANET.

Painted  nails,
Neat and chauffeured,
My  Friend Janet, 
Lived and died,
And Lived and Smiled,
           A Lady,

Carrying that C - Word,
That awful C - Word,
Deep,
Deep,
Within Her,

Practicing  a Faith,
A Simple Faith,
Of Christian Love,
And  endeavour,
 
Whilst Little Leo,
Would nip,
And Growl,
Nip and Growl,
Around 	Janet's poor Heal,
Keeping Furious Wolves away,
He just couldn't,
Couldn't keep The Big C - Word  away.



(Dedicated to Mrs. Janet Vanstone - Died age 65 March 2007)