I had lost my Mother on Dec. 22nd, 2004. She was born on May 24th, 1919.
At her Funeral I read aloud this Poem for her.
Ever On-ward, Ever Up
Let me Reap and Hold Thy Cup
Where life’s Fertile Rivers Flow
Let Me Reap and Let Me Sow
Help Me Give to God & Man
The Best of All, The Best I Can
Author is Un-known
This is what my Mother was like. She was always there for me. Making sure I had nice cloths to wear, food to eat, a education, and teach me right from wrong. She taught me Manners that most people have forgotten. I have never forgotten this poem. It remains in my memory and always will.