In loving memory of our beloved Ida Ruth Barr whose birthday is January 2, 1917.

Midnight stars gleaming on a lonely grave

Where sleeping, but not dreaming,

Lies the one we could not save.

In dreams we see her dear sweet face

And kiss her cold, cold brow,

And whisper as we loved her then,

We love her memory now.

We think of her in silence

No eyes can see us weep,

But still within our aching hearts

Her memory we shall keep.

She bade none a last farewell,

She said goodbye to none,

The heavenly gates had opened,

A lovely voice said, “Come.“

And with farewell unspoken

She gently entered home.

Our dear mother sleeps in silence

We'd not disturb her rest

Sad and lonely are the hearts

Of those who loved her best.

Sadly missed by,

son Larry,

Bella, Daisy and Bear