Memoriams

Memoriams

In loving memory of our mom and gramma, Ardath (Punk) Wento, on the first anniversary of her passing, Dec. 9, 2011.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow;

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.

Lovingly —

Terry and Mary, Carol and John,

Robin and Rick, Laurie and Jeff,

Kay, Geoff and Kamilla,

Josh, Kei, Kyan and Kaden,

Kayla, Brent, Audrey and Mari,

Katie, Jimmy and Patrick

In loving memory of our wife and mother, Doris Aklestad, who passed away Dec. 10, 2004.

We seem to see in the soft dim light,

A face we loved the best;

And think of her when the sun’s last ray,

Goes down in the far off west.

We miss you no less as the time passes on,

Than we did on the day of your going;

For absence can never close the door of our hearts,

And the lamp of our love is still glowing.

Your heart was the truest in all the wide world,

Your love the best to recall;

For no one on earth could take your place,

You are still the dearest of all.

Lovingly remembered by

Gene, Bonnie and Barb