SONJA ENNISENNIS(nee Foster(Sonja Sis, I wandered through Tiger Bay, For inspiration what to say, I thought of old Nelson Street, People of every race and creed and old Loudoun Square, Beheld a vision of you playing there, Then the Zawiya on Maria Street, Celebrating Eid what a treat, I gazed upon your dying face, No kith or kin hath such grace, Twixt midnight and the early dawn, Your soul to Heaven, thus was borne, Sadly I walked memories kept, Never ever to forget. I wept and wept and wept and wept. - sister Anita.
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