I f tomorrow starts without me, A n d I'm not there to see,
I f the sun should rise andfin d your eyes A ll fille d with tears fo r me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today, While thinking o f the many things, we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, A s much as I love you,
A nd each time that you think o f me, I know you 'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name, A nd took me by the hand,
A n d said my place was ready, In heaven fa r above,
A n d that I'd have to leave behind; A ll those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, A tear f e ll from my eye
F or all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for, So much left yet to do, It seemed almost impossible, That I was leaving you. I thought o f all the yesterdays, The good ones and the bad,
I thought o f all the love we shared, A nd all the fu n we had.
I f I could relive yesterday, Just even fo r a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you A nd maybe see you smile. But then I fu lly realized, That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories, Would take the place o f me.
A nd when I thought o f worldly things, I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought o f you, and when I did, My heart wasfille d with sorrow. But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I fe lt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne, H e said, "This is eternity, A nd all I've promised y o u ."
Today your life on earth is past, But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, But today will always last, A nd since each day's the same way, There's no longing fo r the past.
You have been so faithful, So trusting and so true. Though there were times you did some things, You knew you shouldn 't do.
But you have been forgiven, And now at last you're free. So won 'tyou come and take my hand, And share my life with me? So when tomorrow starts without me, D on't think we're fa r apart,
For every time you think o f me, I'm right here, in your heart.

A ctive TaCC6earers

WiCCiam 'White Quincy Dobbs Marcus SmiCey

CarCos TCam M ike Sims
Levert WeCCs

JCower'Bearers

Meronica 'Brown Ikeithia Davis JAmari Boherson

Monica Myers JAjaryC BeCC
SAcCcCison BeCC

SA CeCehration o f Life

~ WOBJDS O f Q'KATlTUDB ~
In times like these, when hearts are burdened with grief, it is so very heartwarming for friends to show concern and care. On behalf of the Dallas family, we appreciate your visits, cards, texts, emails, and calls during the illness and passing of our dear loved one. Your prayers, food, visits and flowers have helped sustain us during these hours. We thank you and we love you.
Special Thanks to Tara's Caregiver - TeAndrea M. Dallas, and her Devoted Medical Staff: Dr. Douglas Nelson, Dr. Pamela Schlembach, Dr. Peter Shedden, Veola Miller, Candy Halberg, Shelly Rapsilver, Suki Gibson, Karen Morgan, Donna Powers, CHI St. Luke's Health, The Woodlands Hospital , The University of Texas, MD Anderson Cancer Center The Woodlands and a host of other healthcare professionals that aided in her care.
ft The famiCy
Williams Funeral Home, Inc. 1765 Martin Luther King, Jr. Blvd
Augusta, Georgia

Tara Jacquita Dallas Inge

Sunrise September 15,1971

Sunset feb ru a ry 11, 2016

Saturday, February 20, 2016 2:00 P.M.
Antioch Missionary Baptist Church
1454 Florence Street Augusta, Georgia
Reverend Kenneth B. Martin
Presiding

On September 15, 1971, a heavenly angel was born, Tara Jacquita Sanchez Dallas Inge in Augusta, Georgia to her parents, James and Marian Dallas. On February 11, 2016, Tara went home to receive her crown of glory from her heavenly father. Tara was a graduate of Thomas Walter Josey Comprehensive High School(1989). She attended Paine College , was a graduate of Augusta Beauty College and Ashworth College with a degree in Early Childhood Education. Tara was a teacher for numerous years for the Department of Defense and Civilian Educational Facilities. She was a member of the E.J. Pierson Chapter #68 of the Order of Eastern Star. She was affectionately known for her infectious smile and humble personality, which gained her the nickname "Sunshine." She was well known among her healthcare professionals and others as a "Diva" because of her classy and elegant style. Other hobbies included shopping, cooking, interior design and traveling.
At an early age, Tara gave her life to Christ when she joined Miles Memorial CME Church. She was baptized under the pastor ship of Dr. Timothy R. Green, Jr. Tara actively attended Children's Sunday School Leadership Training School and was an active participant of Christian Youth Fellowship. Upon relocation to Texas, Tara then became a member of Memorial Baptist Church of Spring, Texas, where she served in the Preschool Ministry.
Left to cherish her memories and live out her dreams are her mother and father, James and Marian Dallas; three brothers, James (Angela) Dallas Jr., Gary Jordan, Antonio (Cynthia) Thompkins; four sisters, LaTeshia (James) Robinson II., TeAndrea M. Dallas, Tonia Owens, and Cassandra Williams; uncles, Leon Jordan Sr., Napoleon Jordan Sr., Frank R. Jordan, Sr., Luther P. Jordan Jr., and George A.(Claudette) Jordan; aunts, Juliana (Joshua) Bey Sr., Jacqueline (Gerald) Gordon, and Janice Millhouse; five nephews, Christian and Dylan Robinson, Justin Cole, Parker Dallas and Gary Burton; a host of loving cousins and friends; a very special cousin, Jacqueline Harris; along with her extended and devoted family of Houston Texas, Pastor C. Scott Powers, Bishop Brian Finch, Jeffrey Diane Hunt and children, Nanon Talley, Barbara Brinton, Julie Rogers and Crissy Butts.
Grandparents preceded her in death: Paternal; Annie Lee Bussey - Otis Zellars. Maternal; Louise Ware Jordan and Luther Paul Jordan Sr.

Order o f Service
TreCude..............................................Mr. Thaddeus D ixon Mr. Joseph Terrin
TrocessionaC LCymn o f Braise...................................... Congregation Trayer o f Comfort............... ReverendStanCey X ey SoCo................................................. M inister JoeC ChamhCiss
Scriptures OCcCTestament....Minister SAnnie Ruth j Anthony New Testament............ 'Reverend AVaCter CCayton MusicaCMedCey.......... ReverendLCCery Jreem an TersonaC Reflections................................ Robbiesteene 'Berrien, Sandra (graham OHS, James Rohinsonll
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Toem........................................................... Mrs. XCCison AVeCCs Acknowledgements..................Mrs. Deborah (Jriffin Obituary............................................................. R e a d SiCentCy SoCo.................................................M inister JoeCChambdss LuCogy............... ReverendXenneth B. Martin,
Tastor Antioch Missionary Baptist Church RecessionaC JCymn
Interm ent..............................................AVaCker MemoriaC
Repast Antioch Missionary Baptist Church Fellowship Hall

Our Daughter
God looked around his garden And found an empty place,
He then looked down upon the earth And saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you And lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never Get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough And the hills were hard to climb. So he closed your weary eyelids And whispered, `Peace be Thine'. It broke our hearts to lose you But you didn't go alone, For part of us went with you The day God called you home.
Our Sister
You never said I'm hurting, you never let us see it, but with these tears why must we feel it?
God looked upon this earth and saw your tired face, and within seconds he took you to His special place. You're no longer in pain, which we're grateful for. We wish God would explain why you couldn't be here anymore.
Everyone says with time it'll get better, but what about now, why is our heart so heavy? You took care of all your children and even theirs, and now God is about to repay you for those affairs. The look of peace as we held on to you your last days is assurance that you'll be with us to the end of our days. It's hard to stay strong while dealing with the thoughts of walking through the door and not seeing your face or calling your phone and not hearing your voice.
Only if, Oh only if heaven had a phone, so we could hear your voice one last time. As of now we have memories that'll last a lifetime, ones you gave us that no other sister could.
We love you, beyond words!