Forever In Our Hearts

 My mother, Forever Missed By A Loving Daughter

In life we loved you dearly, in death we love you still, in our hearts you hold a place no one can ever fill. A light from our household is gone, a voice from our love is stilled, a place in our home is vacant, which never will be filled.  Some may think you are forgotten, though on earth you are no more, but in our memory you are with us, as you always were before.

It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone, a part of us went with you, the day God called you home.  Your precious memories are for keepsake, with which we will never part, God has you safely in His keeping, but we have you forever in our hearts.

What Is A Mother?

A Mother has so many things to do,

From washing, ironing, cleaning to tying a shoe.

She scrubs, she mends, she cooks and sews,

She bathes the children and washes their clothes.

When they forget to wash their faces clean,

And their clothes are the muddiest you've ever seen,

Who repairs the clothes and scrubs them like new?

Of course, that is what a Mother will do.

Who becomes the doctor or the nurse when they are ill,

Applying a bandage or giving them a pill?

Who becomes a teacher when a child has homework?

She must never her duty shirk.

Who becomes a detective to find a toy or a book?

For missing things she must look and look?

Who becomes a listener to every heartache,

To every accomplishment that a child makes?

Who scolds their children when they are naughty,

Or remind them of God when they are to haughty?

Who tends her family with love and patience, too?  

Of course that is what a Mother will do.

  Author Unknown