Florence Elizabeth McGowan 11 March 1932 – 30 October 2023

Manmohan Rai

One poem and one stanza written by a relation of Aunty Florence’s husband, Uncle Noel…..Henry Derozio How keen the pang, how sad the thought, How oft to quiet remembrance brought, When love from love is forc'd to part When distance separates the heart. Where The Mind Is Without Fear Know ye the land where the fountain is springing, Whose waters give life, and whose flow never ends; Where Cherub and Seraph, in concert, are singing, The hymn, that in odour and incense ascends? Know ye the land, where the sun cannot shine, Where his light would be darken’d by glory divine; Where fields are all fair and the flow’ret’s young bloom Never fades, while with sweetness each breathe their perfume; Where sighs are ne’er heard and where tears are ne’er shed From hearts that might else-where have broken and bled; Where grief is unfelt, where its name is unknown, Where the music of gladness is heard in each tone; Where melody vibrates from harps of pure gold Far brighter than mortal's weak eye can behold; Where the harpers are rob'd in a mantle of light Where rays from a rain-bow of emerald beam bright Where truth is no name, and where bliss is no dream?- More dazzling than diamonds, than silver more white; Tis the kingdom of Glory - the region of Rest – The boon to man shall hereafter be given – ‘Tis loves hallow’d empire – tis Heaven ! tis Heaven ! Aunty Florence has left permanent memories, broken hearts and indelible soul markers on her family and friends. Her indomitable spirit literally made her perform beyond any expectations!!! Rest in Peace Forever Dear Aunty Flo’