In London’s embrace, on a sunlit dawn, A lioness named Sinead was born, August’s gold, in ’92’s grace, The stars aligned, her destined place. A daughter cherished, a sister dear, The echo of laughter, her song so clear, In friendship’s circle, she stands so true, A heart so vast, the ocean’s hue. With healing hands, she chose her path, A nurse with courage, with gentle craft, In tender moments, she weaves her art, Giving solace, a healing heart. In Bundoran's hue, where waves do dance, In the Bank Bar's glow, serendipitous chance, Fintan's eyes met her radiant gaze, A love ignited, like a sunlit blaze. Under a canopy of dreams they wed, A journey begun, where love is fed, An August day, with vows they blend, A tale of Sinead, our cherished friend.