In memory of our mother Sheila Ruth Webster

In whispered nights and morning light,
A mother’s love, a beacon bright,
Through trials faced and victories won,
Her strength, a tale by time spun.
In tender touch and guiding hand,
A source of comfort, firm and grand,
Through laughter shared and tears she’s seen,
Her presence, a constant, serene.
In every step, her wisdom flows,
A garden where compassion grows,
Her words, a melody, soft and pure,
Guiding hearts, ever secure.
Through seasons’ change and fleeting years,
Her love, a bond that perseveres,
For every sacrifice unknown,
A mother’s love, forever shown.
So here’s to mothers, near and far,
A guiding light, a shining star,
In every beat of life’s grand dance,
Her love, an everlasting glance.
Fondly remembered and sadly missed by your children Gordon, Norman,

- Gillian and family members