VIVIAN JOSEPHINE ARCHIBEQUE-MARTINEZ Mom As each passing day goes by A tear falls from our eyes You are our Angel You are our light Guiding us through our days And protecting our nights You may be gone But you're not forgotten You're our Angel in Heaven now Until we meet again Yes, we cry these tears We hold onto your memory For we know that one day We will be at your side We will be in your arm once again Until then we pray to the Heavens That the Angels carry our love to the highest tree in Heaven And sprinkle it all over our precious, Mother, Grandmother, Daughter, Sister, and Auntie. Happy Birthday in Heaven Mom, We miss you so very much! We send all of our love on Angel's wings.
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Published in Santa Fe New Mexican on Jan. 1, 1900