NORRIS, Mary-Louise (Philomen)In the distance you could hear her hum,In a wee small voice, she was Our Mom.Night time you could hear her sing, her voicebeing carried on an Angel's wing. When she died she was young and fun, today Our Mom, is one hundred and one. And on this day we get together and say, Mother,please have a great Birthday. May your other children up there listen to yourhums, and God fill your basket with lots of Mums.God one day had a special job to do He saw our Mom, said I'll take you.At her grave her children hugged and togetherclinging off in the distance the birds weresinging.Jesus hugs Our Mother, bless her in every way. We're thinking of her too on her one hundred and one birthday.Love infinity...Marlene, Delores, Wayne, Linda, Allen