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[Bankert.FTW] In Memoriam Crowl- In loving memory of
Mrs. Emma P. Crowl, who
passed away one year ago,
January 22, 1943. Gone is the face I loved so dear,
Silent is the voice I loved to hear;
Too far away for sight or speech.
But not too far for thought to reach. Deep in my heart lies a picture
Of a loved one laid to rest;
In memory’s frame I shall keep it
Because she was one of the best. God knows how much I miss her,
never shall her memory fade;
Loving thoughts shall ever wander,
To the spot where she is laid.
Her Husband We are longing for footsteps that we never will hear,
And a voice that we love, now is still;
We never will see that dear smiling face,
She is sleeping way up on the hill. Somewhere the sun is shining today,
And somewhere the song birds dwell;
Somewhere a soul is resting in peace,
That some one is our mother.
Mr. & Mrs. Joseph Crowl and Family The dearest one from us has gone,
A voice we loved is still;
A place is vacant in my heart
That never can be filled. We often sit and thin of you,
And speak of how you died;
To think you could not say good-bye,
Before you closed your eyes. Some say time heals an aching heart,
But no, it isn’t true;
For one long year has passed, dear,
And our hearts still ache for you.
Mr. & Mrs. Lester H. Krumrine and Family A mother dear, a mother kind,
Has gone and left us here behind;
“Twas hard to part, but God knew best,
To take her to her heavenly rest. If you ask us, do we miss her?
Yes, it fills our hearts with pain;
but her spirit sweetly whispers,
Courage, in Heaven we’ll meet again. Dear mother, you’ll never be forgotten,
Never shall your memory fade;
Sweetest thoughts will ever linger,
Around the grave where you are laid. In Memoriam In loving remembrance of our dear
wife and mother, Emma Pauline Crow,
who passed away 2 years ago, Jan. 22, 1943: Gone is the face I loved so dear,
Silent is the voice I loved to hear;
Too far away for sight or speech.
But not too far for thought to reach. Deep in my heart lies a picture
Of a loved one laid to rest;
In memory’s frame I shall keep it
Because she was one of the best. God knows how much I miss her,
never shall her memory fade;
Loving thoughts shall ever wander,
To the spot where she is laid. I often sit and think of you,
And speak of how you died;
To think you could not say good-bye,
Before you closed your eyes.
Her loving husband A mother dear, a mother kind,
Has gone and left us here behind;
“Twas hard to part, but God knew best,
To take her to her heavenly rest. If you ask us, do we miss her?
Yes, it fills our hearts with pain;
but her spirit sweetly whispers,
Courage, in Heaven we’ll meet again. Dear mother, you’ll never be forgotten,
Never shall your memory fade;
Sweetest thoughts will ever linger,
Around the grave where you are laid.
Mrs. Lester Krumrine |