In Loving Memory Of
PRISCILLA WHITE MOTT
Oct. 11, 1924 – July 16, 2007
You’re the “Tennessee Waltz” drifting in and out of my mind. You’re the hummingbirds that linger, the ruby-throated kind. You’re the shooting stars we see in the darkness of night. You’re a ripple in the lake telling us you’re alright. You’re always with us everywhere we go. You are loved and you love us, you want us to know. We know, we remember, we love you, too! Happy Birthday!