The Eight Stars of Lawrence and Sobina

 

In heaven’s glow, they rest in peace,

Lawrence and Sobina, their love won’t cease.

Eight they raised, through storm and strife,

Yet rose like a phoenix, shaping beautiful life..

Elizabeth, first, a heart so wide,

A pillar of strength, the family's pride.

Married young, yet stood so tall,

Now a great-grandma, loved by all.

Charlie, the star- swift on field and track,

A friend to all, he had their back.

Helpful hands, a cheerful way,

A soul now missed every day.

Lucas, the little engineer bright,

Creating wonders, heart so light.

Hard work his song, kindness his key,

Now in heaven, yet here he'll be.

Benny, my mother, my guiding light,

Gorgeous, talented, warm and bright.

The best of moms, a heart so true,

A gift from God in all she’d do.

Vallarien, with generous hands,

Deeply rooted in his lands.

Hardworking, noble, pure of soul,

Giving, loving...his heart of gold.

George, simple, yet his mind so keen,

A wit so sharp, a heart serene.

Loyal to his soil and kin,

Smiles and laughter from within.

Walter, young, with business grace,

Helping hands in every place.

Cheerful, strong, in work and play,

A heart of gold in bright array.

Reginald, the youngest one,

Plans his steps, his race well-run.

Soft in words, content at heart,

A life well-lived, a work of art.

The eight—though parted, near and far,

Their love still shines, a guiding star.

Misunderstandings fade like mist,

For in the end, their bond persists.

They miss their youth, those golden days,

The laughter, games, the old home’s ways.

Yet grateful still, their hearts embrace,

The gift of love, the Lord’s sweet grace.

-Sharon Lasrado.