Loving Mother of 9 children who left us way too soon-youngest daughter of Alfred and Bessie(Brown) Burks and granddaughter of T.F. and Eliza Watters Burks, whom she is interred next to-Her GGP's are Alexander and Tabitha Milner Burks.Her maternal grandparents were Hiram Brown and Almedia Gann Brown-Loved gardening, dancing and spending time with her family, especially her precious grandchildren-was loved by all who knew her. She was a member of the Lutheran church.
"To live in the hearts you leave behind, is truly not to die"
"It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you on the day God called you home."
"God has you in His keeping..we have you in our hearts"
"All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother." -- Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
"To live in the hearts you leave behind, is truly not to die"
"It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you on the day God called you home."
"God has you in His keeping..we have you in our hearts"
"All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother." -- Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
Loving Mother of 9 children who left us way too soon-youngest daughter of Alfred and Bessie(Brown) Burks and granddaughter of T.F. and Eliza Watters Burks, whom she is interred next to-Her GGP's are Alexander and Tabitha Milner Burks.Her maternal grandparents were Hiram Brown and Almedia Gann Brown-Loved gardening, dancing and spending time with her family, especially her precious grandchildren-was loved by all who knew her. She was a member of the Lutheran church.
"To live in the hearts you leave behind, is truly not to die"
"It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you on the day God called you home."
"God has you in His keeping..we have you in our hearts"
"All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother." -- Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
"To live in the hearts you leave behind, is truly not to die"
"It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you on the day God called you home."
"God has you in His keeping..we have you in our hearts"
"All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother." -- Abraham Lincoln (1809-1865)
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere to my soul
How they linger, ever near me
And the sacred scenes unfold.
Precious memories, how they linger
How they ever flood my soul
In the stillness of the midnight
Precious, sacred scenes unfold.
Precious father, loving mother
Fly across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear.
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
Old-time singing, gladness bringing
From that lovely land somewhere.
I remember mother praying
Father, too, on bended knee
Sun is sinking, shadows falling
But their prayers still follow me.
As I travel on life's pathway
Know not what the years may hold
As I ponder, hope grows fonder
Precious memories flood my soul.
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