In Loving Memory of
Stella Mae Buchanan
Heaven needed Mom
So many things of Mom I miss...
Her gentle hug and tender kiss.
I still can feel her warm embrace
And picture yet her loving face.
A mother’s tasks are never done...
And Heaven must have
For Angels came and took
And led her to God’s
She’s surely kept quite
While brushing little angel’s hair.
And making sure they’re
dressed just right
Not staying out too late at night.
Although there’s sadness,
this I know...
She’s waiting there,
her face aglow.
I close my eyes and I can see
Her arms still open wide for me.
We miss you.
Love, your family