In Memory of Debbie Lynn Pollard The fairest lilies are the first to fall. The sweetest first to fade. The fondest dearest, best of all, At peaceful rest is laid. But in God's garden free from pain, Where grow his fairest flowers, We know we shall meet again, The fairest bloom of ours. The hurt never lessens. God called his Angel home. December 22, 1982 He must have needed her more. Missed Always, Dad, Sherri, Jamie & Grandma Connie