In Loving Memory Of MARIE HOPE (McCREADY) BLAKE Sept. 5, 1972 – Aug. 13, 2004 THE BATTLE Charlotte Anselmo When death, it’s mighty glory stealing, Came softly in the night, It took from us our loved one. Though we tried to hold her tight. The battle raged until the dawn, And on into the day, We wept and prayed and held on tight, We wanted her to stay. But death’s a powerful foe you see, Though we fought with all our might, The Angels took her home to Him, To be sheltered in His light. I know now…that she is happy, I saw her that same night, With gilded, golden, open wings, With the Angels she took flight. Though time has passed since she’s been gone, Within our hearts she lives, Her love and joy and laughter, Is the legacy she gives. Now I no longer fear the time, When the Angels come for me, For I know that I will find her then, My Angel Mother…I will see. Happy Birthday! Love and miss you, Mariah, Chad, Dad, Mom, Susan, Frankie, Mom and families
Marie Blake
