| Poetry Written By Janice Buth |
| b. August 12, 1950 d. November 26, 2000 |
| My Husband My husband, he died on a hot summer day. In just a few moments he was taken away. It was the saddest day I must say, The day the Lord took my husband away. It was a sad time for my children and me. It wasn't gone to be easy, It was easy to see. It was a sad time for all who's concerned, And little did I know I had so much to learn. Everything was left up to me. It wasn't that easy to see. All the collectors came pounding on my door. I gave and I gave till I couldn't give any more. I called my lawyer and he offered to me. To file for bankruptcy and then I would be set free. I am now remarried, his name is Don Buth. And now I'm happy to tell you the truth. |
| My Mother Was An Angel My mother was an angel She was sent up from above. God sent that special angel For me to dearly love. I done my very best by her, She was pretty as a dove. I sure did love that angel, And now she's with God above. When she had to go away It made me very sad; But, she is now up in Heaven, And for that I'm very glad. She was the very best mother That I could ever had. |
| Lord, Spare My Mother Lord, spare my mother, Give her the will to live. Lord, she has so much to give. You give us life and you take it away. Lord, spare my mother Please don't take her today! She means so much to me, this you know; And I don't want to let her go. I turn back the pages on the life that she's had, And, Oh my Lord, it makes me so sad. I think of her life and I swell up with tears. Lord, spare my mother, For a few more years. |
| Mother Your life has been a living hell, And on top of it all you are not very well. We want to help you all that we can. We sure don't mind giving you a hand. Going to the store and the things that we do, Is all because we love you. So in time of need we want to say, We want to help you in every way. Now if you need us, and at all All you have to do is give us a call. We don't mind, anything we do, We don't mind, cause we love you. |
| Wake Up, Billy I love you Billy, with all my heart. I want for you my brother, to have a new start. A life without beer, whiskey and wine, You don't need none of them To have a good time. Save up your money And rent you a home, Get little Billy, And you won't be alone. You have a son who loves you dear, He would give anything just to be near. So, wake up my Brother, And make a new start, For you'll end up in life and we'll have to part. |
| Bobby, I'm Proud Of You Bobby, I'm proud of you, you work every day. Who'd ever thought, you'd turn out this way. You've made a swell father, and a husband as well I've learned don't judge anyone cause, you never can tell. Your someone special, I can honestly say. And I hope you'll always stay this way; I want to be close, and forget the things in the past, I want us all to be happy at last. It would really hurt me, if you and Angie would part, And I really mean this from the bottom of my heart; So, from this day forward, I want us to be Closer than ever like it really should be. |
| My Daughter, Angie Angie is my daughter, she works hard every day; I sure hate to see her work this way. She works all day in her home, Then goes to work at night; She works almost around the clock No wonder she's up tight. She has a son named Robby, He's as cute as can be; I don't know how she leaves him This I can not see. One day he'll be all grown And have children of his own; She will wonder where time went She will wish there were time spent. |
