
7/10/15
Do not ask if we miss him;
Oh, there is such
a vacant place.
Oft’ we think we
hear his footsteps
And see his smiling face.
Days of sadness
still come over us,
Tears of silence often flow.
Memory keeps him
ever near us,
Since he left a year ago.
Love your wife Lucille
& Family
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