Special Tributes
A Walk with Grandma- By Jenny Brotherton, Grand-daughterYour eyes would shine, as you spoke of love and so strong and true. You held my imagination, and your hand in mine. I saw the connection, the continuation of our family line. The passing away of the old and the birth of the new All this from you. |
Remembering Our Dad- By Eileen Zimmerman, DaughterYou encouraged those around you each day, And you prayed for the sick and the lame. The power of His love flowed freely through you, As you shared Jesus' love without shame. Now you've passed from death to eternity; But in our hearts you still have a place, And because you are no longer on this earth, Your family will "run the good race!" Picking up your desire to see others whole, Your sons and daughters march on - Jeanne, Charlotte, Jack, Eileen, Chris and Frank and your beloved Jennie - - Our Mom! So because you're not here to tough other lives, In a world that needs Jesus so bad, We all want to help "fill in the gap"- Remembering you inspires us, DAD!! |
As Grandma Forgets, I Need to Remember- By Laura Umfleet, Grand-daughterBecause who she WAS is a wise, caring woman of god, ministering love to everyone. Who she WAS is who I will hug and hold in heaven when we meet. And because who she WAS is who she really IS behind the foggy
mist. And someday, Christ will meet her in those same clouds that now envelop
her. He will take her by the hand to the place He has prepared for her.
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..and I cry- By Jenny Brotherton, Grand-daughter...and I cry. For all that is really her is gone And the look is gone The look
of recognition the look that tells me she knows and loves me
As I see the light grow dimmer As I see the colors fade, turning
slowly to black an white As I watch her slip further into the dark place
of forgetfulness, I reach desperately for her but cannot hold her
My loss. For she knows nothing and is content She doesn't miss what she cannot remember But I miss it And I remember
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