My Mum,
Born in1922 in Johannesburg, what a lady, some looker when she was young. Met my father, Martin Vorster, during the war in Durban, where he worked on the boats. They married on the 16.12.1944. My eldest brother born in 1946, Richard Edwin. Then Leslie John in 1951, then me in 1958. Sadly my father passed away in 1970 after a short illness. Asthore re-married in 1975, Steve Nel. His wife had also passed away and he had three children from their marriage, though we were never really that close to each other, Mum and Dad were our connecting factors. She never really worked, as when my brother was born it was agreed that she would be a housewife. Over the years she read a great deal, drew, and at times wrote many anecdotes. She entertained us and her grandchildren to no end - sadly Mum passed away in October 2006 - how I miss her. Not a day goes by that she is not on my mind. Therefore I write this blog to capture a few of her many ramblings on paper, here is another (though I cannot be sure if this is her own or not).
Friendship is a golden chain, that links friends so dear
Like a rare and precious jewel its treasured more each year
It is clasped together firmly with love that is deep and true
It is rich with happy memories and of fond recollections too
Time cant destroy its beauty for as long as memory lives
Years cant erase the pleasure that joy of friendship gives
For friendship is an ageless gift that cant be bought or sold
To have an understanding friend is worth far more than gold
The golden chain of friendship is strong and a blessed tie
Brining a hundred years of pleasure and joy
Binding kindred hearts together as the years go by
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