In
Memory of Elaine Stoke
April 30, 1935 – January 28, 2005
April 30, 1935 – January 28, 2005
Elaine
you’re gone and now at rest,
You gave this life your very best.
Fifty three years with your man,
From 16 that was your life’s plan.
Together you gave the world a girl and a boy,
To your life they brought great joy.
Your grandkids you loved and fretted about,
They have fond memories, there’s no doubt.
Many things you accomplished your life through,
Many places you went and left a little part of you.
You gave this life your very best.
Fifty three years with your man,
From 16 that was your life’s plan.
Together you gave the world a girl and a boy,
To your life they brought great joy.
Your grandkids you loved and fretted about,
They have fond memories, there’s no doubt.
Many things you accomplished your life through,
Many places you went and left a little part of you.
Your
furry little girl and boy you left too,
They will serve to help your man to get through,
We shared laughter, tears and some defeat,
Our passion for furry friends is how we did meet,
It has bonded us together for all times,
But brought us closer on many different lines.
So many ails you bravely bore,
Without complaint, you never swore.
Each new challenge your body gave,
You carried on, your life to save.
But now you are in pain no more,
Your bones and joints no longer sore.
No longer fear of what’s to come,
No longer worries of what’s not done.
Your eyes of blue, like the ocean you loved,
Are remembered by us as you wait up above.
Your Tic Tacs of orange like the “glads” by the door,
They will serve to help your man to get through,
We shared laughter, tears and some defeat,
Our passion for furry friends is how we did meet,
It has bonded us together for all times,
But brought us closer on many different lines.
So many ails you bravely bore,
Without complaint, you never swore.
Each new challenge your body gave,
You carried on, your life to save.
But now you are in pain no more,
Your bones and joints no longer sore.
No longer fear of what’s to come,
No longer worries of what’s not done.
Your eyes of blue, like the ocean you loved,
Are remembered by us as you wait up above.
Your Tic Tacs of orange like the “glads” by the door,
Your
freshly baked goodies and Friday waxed floors,
Memories of “Jack & Jill” birds flying away,
You always had stories to read and kind words to say.
Your stickpins you made just like a rose,
And diligently crafted as you traveled many roads.
Many lives you’ve touched through the years,
And now they shed many tears.
You were humble and would not believe,
The many people here that grieve.
You’d never believe the lives you’ve touched,
Or that you are missed so very much.
The prayers poured in from one and all,
Such loving hands made you this shawl.
I got to share your special day,
A gift no one can take away.
You’ve gone ahead at this life’s end,
So for now “good-bye my friend.”
Memories of “Jack & Jill” birds flying away,
You always had stories to read and kind words to say.
Your stickpins you made just like a rose,
And diligently crafted as you traveled many roads.
Many lives you’ve touched through the years,
And now they shed many tears.
You were humble and would not believe,
The many people here that grieve.
You’d never believe the lives you’ve touched,
Or that you are missed so very much.
The prayers poured in from one and all,
Such loving hands made you this shawl.
I got to share your special day,
A gift no one can take away.
You’ve gone ahead at this life’s end,
So for now “good-bye my friend.”
Penney
2005
