My Maternal First-Aunt Evelyn

Her first name was Evelyn And her lived life Lovelyn … A not easily won bread But many gladly fed Including those that fled, As strictness was The Head For long years others led, Often picked as Their Head: Did not think she should wed; Men’s life had made her red … Up to her I would tread Like The Graceful I’d read; Did try to lift The Dead From funerary bed, Before swift hands stopped her: My mum she loved, now far … By my Mum much worshipped, To her listened wings clipped; Five years later to sister, In my mind A Blister... To me what many aren’t My maternal first Aunt