Dorothy, their dear tender mother,
Who listened to her sons in sickness,
Dorothy meaning “Gift of God,”
May we remember dear Ruth,
Beauty, wonder in recognition
her tenderness toward Dorothy Hoffman
His mother Citizen of His Crown, Ruthie’s
Beauty given from God, his mother had instinct,
Ruth undermining hate making greatness
as a Certified Nursing Home Assistant, lifted
More love because of difficult reading, writing
Worked so hard for her ultimate Success,
She made it, past this test. “Aunt Ruthie,” hard
As an eraser was your tool. You wrote this certification
alone.” She finished the test in a state of relief,
Most meaningful, her Board stress was gone.
They both had their knowledge to give all
His mother, great mother to all children,
Roddy, Becky, June’s adopted children,
Ruth Certificate as Nursing Tech, skilled
Under God’s creation’s, Dorothy giving birth
Charles Elgwyn, Robert Douglas, from Lenard
Named her beautiful gifts. She Remembered
First son, Born Elgwyn from his father, both
Turned men, her young men turned old,
Believing in themselves one poet, the other,
Robert more giving Sound in his Silence,
His mother was proud, Her Benediction to children
Everywhere was acceptance, education never formal,
Great mother was Creation, for Ruth to follow
Dorothy in death they found life eternally
From Charles, “Dear Ruth aid my mother
In highest calling, to anoint the sick
You relieved her pain you both
Had cancers–because of her last breath,
You were God’s hands, you will follow,
So you also are Gift of God, you are love”
Beyond cancer both mother and Ruth
Let go, Charles, you have greater regions.
You will pinpoint in writing, wonder
In words, Dorothy then Ruth following
Beyond vacuum, nebula, then no gravity
Weightless bodies they both are free,
To Charles’ mother, lifted her up in word
Lifted up his mother as the eldest son
Responsibility as she found both lives,
Everyone lit a candle in the Chapel
“Take care of your sister in infinite.
Love to care for every sister, Ruth realize
You are both Gifts Of God, Aunt Ruthie
Because you ministered to others,
You know this whole process of death
Let go dear Aunt Ruthie” To my mother
After she died his last parting words,
“No one will ever Leave you again.”
He gave over no tears. He let my mother go,
He was alone, the last to see her body leave.
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