Delores Scroggins

In loving memory of Delores Scroggins

As autumn’s leaves began to fall,

Your gave us all the news;

The doctors told you, you must fight

A battle you might lose.

The winter gave us time with you,

How valiantly you fought;

We prayed that God would give to you

The healing that you sought.

When winter’s cold began to thaw,

And warmer days drew near

Our hope for spring turned bittersweet

For you would not be here.

This Mother’s Day won’t be the same

But the flowers that you loved

Cannot compare to where you are

In God’s own garden above.

Written by Shirley Iman