Mama

Irene Marie (Sherrill) Hennessee
August 25,1925-June,19,1961....victim of Diabetes

Hi Mama...I had a friend down here who passed over to your side Feb 1,1998...younger fella Mama....you'll meet him right off....He's carryin fresh Roses....JReb is what we all called him, Mama. He told me he'd see to it ya'll got yours, a nice spry of yellow ones like ya'll loved so well. His name is Gary and was a friend to me. Mama, he wrote a poem I'd read once, and told him right off that he must have been thinkin of you or our Mama's were alot alike. I'm sendin off a copy for you to read, I know you'll like it, Mama, it was meant for Mothers like you.

MAMA...by JReb

I dreamed about you last nite, Mama,
Of when you were young and gay,
Your smile, just like the sunshine, Mama,
Turned January into May.

A Year has come and gone now, Mama,
Since God called you to his side,
I miss you more than ever, Mama
Sometimes,it's more than I can bide.

I did not want to lose you, Mama,
To think about you makes me cry,
Memories are painful, Mama,
And bring teardrops to my eyes.

But someday soon I'll see you, Mama,
When I reach that distant shore,
And I'll stay there with you, Mama,
Maybe then I'll cry no more.

Gary the tears, for you, have stopped, but for the friends you've reached they're sheddin' now for the loss of you....Glad you're home, my friend.

You are guest number at my ranch.