By Cecilia Legister
Take her out of your pocket she is a giant rocket
Give her any time and this girl will clock it
No storm in a teacup like a tornado she sweeps
The wind out of her way while the medals she reaps
She ‘s got soul, a
sweet smile and a heart of gold
A sheep of the flock a member of the fold
Her Shepherd she praises for the victories she wins
But even more grateful that He has cancelled her sins
To the blessed womb that bore her thanks for your share
She’s a treasure so dear an icon so rare
And to all those too who keep nurturing her talent
Please take a bow for your efforts, you are heaven- sent
Shelly Ann Frazer we love you for not just one thing
There’s so much about you, your praises to sing
Keep running the race for as long as you live
Press for the golden mark the Saviour will give
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