Brenda Jones Program

ACa DeaMoer A call you heard Dear Mother, You answered not in vain; Another journey you have started, Some peaceful shore you have gained. While by your bed we have lingered, Kind deeds you did in numbers, Kind words you breathed in songs; You have toiled this day so faithful To right some others wrong. You've gone from us Dear Mother, To a land of peace and rest; You'll never be forgotten- But we know God loved you best~ An angel hovered near; Tis death, he whispered, But you must not fear.