A Centenarian Lady

Fairfield Avenue is the road of her adobe

Josephine is this ladies name so serene

Every day to church, be it warm or cold

There she will sit in prayers of dream.

One hundred years young she stands

Of herself, she is still in command

Living in a neighbourhood of once raging pollution

She stood tall as magic dilution.

A century has quickly past

There is nothing, which can hold back class

1916 – 2016 what changes this lady has seen

A railway line sits near her home, how many whistle’s has she heard scream

How many steam engines did disturb her midnight dreams?

A very happy one hundred birthday to Josephine

By Thomas Delaney