A tribute to Elsie Quinn
ELSIE QUINN – a poem of tribute
I met a lady named Elsie Quinn Her love for animals knew no bounds
At ninety years old she fought for them still She couldn’t live without them around.
There was no special preference As she did her own thing. Kangaroos, pigs and chickens
Were taken under her wing
If it could walk, fly or swim Or pulled a milk cart. All living creatures Were dear to her heart.
Her generosity knew no bounds The animals always came first
For her faith in humans was already lost And she always thought the worst.
She always struggled for animal rights This was the reason she lived.
Protesting or manning a local stall Were other ways she would give.
And she was famous for her home-made jams Her baskets would fetch a huge price.
Just like the lady who made them. They were sweet and ever so nice.
Now Elsie has gone where all good people go But her legacy lingers still
Through all of the animal welfare groups That were named as a part of her will!
Bill Charlton c 2015
AWPC President Maryland Wilson says:
One of the dearest people on earth, Elsie was beloved by all.
She cared deeply about animals and worked tirelessly help them.
RIP dear Elsie… you will never be forgotten.
Elsie was a good friend of mine and I went to her house many times and out with her to dinner. I loved that very dear lady xxxxx