In memory of my daughter, Brenda Ilene Johnson — Aug. 24, 1963-Aug. 12, 1998.

I sit and wonder every day,

Why the Lord chose to call you away;

I think He saw you needed rest,

He only takes the very best.

Every day in some small way,

Memories of you come my way;

Though absent, you are always near,

Still missed, loved, always dear.

A sadness still comes over me,

Tears in silence often flow;

Memory keeps you ever near,

Though you left 14 years ago.

Lovingly remembered —

Mom

 

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