To dearest Aunty Nita

I'm sorry there is so much I did not thank you for,

before you walked through heaven's door.

I'm sorry for all the conversations left unsaid,

and now only my last respects can be paid.

But sorry isn't the only thing I wish to say,

especially when you've always worked hard to make our day.


Thank you, thank you, thank you,

for always serving us something to chew.

You've never failed to make us full,

I realize now, how big I am a fool.


Thank you, thank you, thank you,

for always being part of the crew.

Sunday school, youth or Golden Age,

you have always been there behind the stage.


Thank you, thank you, thank you,

for knowing everyone through and through.

May it be the market, Jusco, or anywhere in town,

you've showed Christ's love everytime you go around.


There is so much more I have to say,

and I can only wish you had a longer stay.

But I know I'll meet you again,

after I've passed on to heaven's domain.

So until the day we leave our earthly dwell,

for now I will say farewell...