One gift, above all others,
God gives to us to treasure.
One that knows no time, no place,
And one gold cannot measure.
The precious, poignant, tender gift,
Of Memory --- that will keep,
Our dear ones ever in our hearts
Although God gives them sleep.
It brings back long remembered things -
A song, a word, a smile.
And our world's a better place because
We had them for awhile!
Jessie H. Fairweather
