Sunday, December 31, 2023
Lois and I were childhood friends in Kippen, Ontario. I miss her already.
Childhood Friends
In the heart of Kippen, where friendships were sewn,
Four young ladies, in childhood, had grown.
Bonnie, Lois, Ann, and Elaine, a quartet so bright,
Together as Thrifty Kippenettes, they took flight.
Inseparable they were, like threads in a tapestry,
Woven together in memories, in laughter and cheer.
Lois and I, born just a week apart,
Shared a bond that was close to my heart.
Life took us on separate paths, as it often does,
Marriage, family, and time created a gentle buzz.
Yet, as young seniors, we found our way back,
Rekindling our bond, there was nothing we lacked.
Long phone calls filled with laughter and tales,
Of families, of life, of triumphs and fails.
We journeyed together down memory lane,
Each story a thread, in our friendship's chain.
Then came a silence, an unanswered call,
An email left hanging, a sudden brick wall.
I searched for you, Lois, in the digital sphere,
Only to find your obituary, my worst fear.
Your children, Michael (Marina) and Terisa (Mark), your pride,
Always by your side, in their love, you confided.
Michael shared your final months with me, your stories untold,
A gracious act, thank you Michael, a memory to hold.
Oh, Lois, my friend, you're missed beyond words,
Your laughter, your spirit, free as the birds.
May you rest in peace, in God's loving embrace,
Your memory lives on, in our hearts, it has a place.
God Bless Lois – you are already missed.
Your friend, Elaine.
Elaine (Bell) Ford
