With tears I write
With pains I think
The memories of you are few
But d legacy u left is much
Chuks and julius are great nations
With remorse I feel for the boys
Ever so young u left them behind
Barely twelve years nw on their own
What about the pretty little girls
I can feel their shock and pain
O death, Taking an expectant mother
I can only but grief
Nevertheless, We can only look up to our Comforter
Who maketh all things perfect
However,its still adieu mrs egwu