Savannah P. Adams

As I was reading the poem, Mother oh Mother dear, and thinking how that reminds me of your Mother and your relationship with her. I was so fortunate to have shared some of your experiences with you. For that I'm blessed. I was surprised it was you Jacque who published the poem. ROP Mother Savannah.

It matters not that She are nolonger walking this earth, because I know that Her spirit is here. She is living in every soul that She has touched, and though at times we act as if we didn't get Her message, She knows those of us who did. My heart can only sing the song that discribes Her most to me and I sing to all about Her when I sing GRANDMA'S HANDS!!! Let not our HEARTS be Heavy for She has TAKEN HER REST WITH THE HER HEAVENLY FATHER, WHERE EVERY DAY IS A DAY OF REST, AND SHE WANTS NOT...

Aunt Savannah, I have so many memories. So many wonderful thoughts of you. From your cooking to your humor to your speaking the Word. No one in this entire world can make pototoe salad the Savannah way. or Pray the Savannah way

I will always cherish the way you and your sister (Ruth/Pecola) always kept each other afloat. Always kept each other encourged in the name of the Father. You always had each others' back and front. Aunt Savannah, I will miss you but my memories will...

May God bless and look over your family at this time in their sorrow, Rest in Peace Mother Adamd Love Jennette & Jonas Thomas Joseph & Pamela Young (Sister Hailstock Family)

Momma, I am missing you. I have lost you both in one year. Kayla is asking about you. She tells everyone you have gone to Heaven to live with God. I still remember the time I came by after I got out of the hospital and you decided to prepare lunch for you and I. You had so much food on the table and said "I just threw together some food from the fridge". That was the best meal because it was just you and I, spending time and talking about everything under the sun. You were the best...