In loving memory of Helen Batdorff on her birthday, June 2: If roses grow in heaven Lord please pick a bunch for me Place them in my mother’s arms And tell her they’re from me Tell her I love her and miss her And when she turns to smile; Place a kiss upon her cheek And hold her for awhile Because remembering her is easy I do it every day But there’s an ache within my heart That will never go away.
Very sadly missed by
In loving memory of our mother, Virginia M. Harr, on her birthday May 27: Since you were taken away We must remember your birthday Without your smiling face For you are now in God’s grace. Just at tribute of love And remembrance to our mother, Her memory to us is a treasure Her loss a lifetime regret.
Loved and sadly missed,
Her children and grandchildren