This poem was written for my neice, Letha. Her mother passed
away Saturday, February 20, 2010. She was 89 years old.

I have many memories, of Mother and me,
Locked in my heart, for eternity.
I can recall them slowly, and savor each one.
I’ll never forget her, and all she has done.

She loved helping people, her favorite task.
Always offering her help, before she was asked.
God called for an angel, to serve heaven above.
She answered His call, with a volunteers love.

Parting was hard, but I know she’s at peace.
No more pain, no more sorrow, and her fears are at ease.
I miss her so much, but feel her presence near.
Sleep well Mother, God’s with you my dear..

Letha

February 25, 2010