The Things of Mom On the occasion of her moving out of her home, and giving up and giving away the stuff of her life’s accumulations Things Whether “dust collector,” simply useful, or family treasure. . . Impossible to measure. Memories Regrets? (“Too few to mention.”) Overcome and offset By a thousand beautiful memories . . . impossible to forget. Reach An Eternal chain of new “Dollybabes” are the results of her instinctive divine maternal impulses. . . Impossible to number. Her Soul The depth and breadth of the tears she wept on behalf of loved ones here grieved Echo in the eternal realm and are felt by dear ones who long before us have left This frail existence, but who now know where they are what we must here accept to appreciate thereby the heights with them later to be received. Her joys and glories and ...
Scott Vanatter