In Memory of Mom
It's hard to believe 24 years have gone by,
precious Mom went to her home on high.
To be with her Saviour, she served
To the home prepared for her in Heaven above.
left before her, children grown and left home,
She found herself most of the
time very much alone.
Her family phoned or visited as often as we
Even her eldest daughter had to fly and fly she would.
to be with her, playing games or browsing stores,
And when all alone she
wrote great poetry by the score.
Many things had happened since she was
Lots of things to share with her had she been left to
Every day at different times memories come our way,
absent she is missed, loved, dear, every day.
Eleanor (Austin) Lambert