You were my Phoenix Rebels mum,
Your loss has left me numb,
Texting me those naughty jokes,
The sort you never told other folks,
I remember the fun that we had,
You, me and, of course, club dad,
Gliding around the dance floor ,
Like you were only twenty four,
Always ready with a glowing smile,
Dressed your own chic style,
Now you've gone to dance in the sky,
Everyone is saying a tearful goodbye,
All the way from here to the land of cotton,
Our dearest Freda, you'll never be forgotten.
💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
Mark Sturgess
23/05/2023
