IN. MEMORY One week has passed dear Martha Since God has called you ho me To be with Him in heaven, Around the SnOw-white throne. We often sit and think of you When we are all alone For memory is the only thi ng That grief can call its own. We miss you. Oh, we miss you . How could we help but cry? But if we live as you lived, We'll meet you by and by. No one knows of the sadness. Only those who have lost can tell Of the grief that’s borne in Silence, For the one we love so well, She has gone but not forgot ten To that heavenly home above. some sweet day we long to mee t her And share in His infinite lov e, ‘Tis sad to part with friends we love While here on earth we Stay But when a brighter thought comes, We'll meet again some day. God knows how much we miss you. Never shall memory fade, Loving thoughts shall always wander, To the spot where you were lai d, | Your Family...