There was a young lady from Hong Kong called Suray
who happened to pass me and brightened my day.
She had big soft brown eyes and a beautiful face,
a smile that was warm, she had wit, she had grace.
And all that I knew on that glorious day was
that there could never, would never be anyone else
that I could love in that way, as I do, truly do,
my lover, my friend, my soul mate SURAY!

by Helen Taylor