Written by: Phyllis Ann Doros
Copyright � June, 1958
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When I Think Of Heaven ... I Think Of Mom

When I pass a church� I think of mom

          I see her kneeling there
          With folded hands
          And a still, bowed head.
          I hear her whispered words�
          Those countless prayers she offered,
          Not for herself� But for the rest of us.


When I feel warm and snug� I think of Mom.

          I see her by the stove
          Reaching toward the wood-box.
          Or I feel her busy hands
          Placing a fluffy quilt
          Over my sleeping body� pausing for a moment
          To caress my protected shoulder.


When I think of meal-time� I think of Mom.

          I see her table laden
          With our favorite treats.
          I sip the steaming coffee
          She brings to my side.
          Then I eat my fill and a little more,
          To please her anxious, watching eyes.


When I think of patience� I think of Mom.

          Always preparing and waiting�
          Waiting for us to come.
          Then she would greet us
          With a smile and a kiss.
          Never a frown� Never a cross word.
          She only knew gladness� for we were there.


When I think of goodness� I think of Mom.

          The sacrifices she made
          Were as much a part of her life
          As breathing or smiling.
          It didn�t matter who
          Or what a person was�
          If he needed help� She gave it!


When I think of heaven� I think of Mom.

          I look up at the blue sky
          And I know Mom is there,
          With her God and her friends and her family.
          But even with her supreme reward�
          Surrounded by the peace and perfection of heaven,
          I�m sure�Mom still worries about us.
Alice + Family -1948

Alice, Phyllis, Chris + Jim -1953

Alice, Phyllis + Chris -1954

Alice, Phyllis + Boys -1954

Alice, Madelon + Clyde -1945

Alice + Sam -1950

Alice + Family -1955

Alice -1950

          In honor of Alice Doros, who lived to celebrate her
seventy-fifth birthday and will always live in our hearts and
our memories.
          Of all the priceless legacies she left, if we could only grasp
a little bit of her courage or faith or kindness� A tiny part of her
qualities would do, for she had so much and she only wanted to
enrich our lives by giving these treasures to us..


Alice -1940

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