Hazel Hilliard
Hazel Hilliard
In loving memory of Hazel Hilliard
Deep down in our hearts there’s a picture
Worth more than silver and gold,
‘Tis a picture of our dear mother,
Whose memory will never grow old.
We miss you now, our hearts are sore,
As time goes by, we miss you more.
Your patient smile, your gentle face,
No one can ever fill your place.
