Lisa Trencher is in Canada in Whistler I've been told
It is her second Winter there the Winter's there are cold
But she is quite adaptable and women like her are rare
A woman of the World she could live anywhere.
A young woman of great beauty and in her glorious prime
In years from now I'm sure she will look back the years of time
And recall her World travels and the beauty she has seen
Good memories live on with us and remain evergreen.
In a male dominated business World the noble one succeed
And her lust for life and business acumen to greater things will lead
She has always had to fight hard nothing easy came her way
And she only has herself to thank for where she's at today.
Lisa Trencher is in Canada in Whistler far away
And the Winter mornings in that place have to be cold and gray
At the weekends she's snow skiing and life for her has never been so good.
Far north of the Yarra Ranges and the road by Selby wood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem