Wednesday, October 26, 2022
HOWARD M. SEYMOUR
And the Lord Says; Be prepared to let go of anything I take from you,
But Never Let Go of My Hand
IN LOVING MEMORY
What would I give to clasp his hand?
His happy face to see.
To hear his voice, and see his smile,
That meant so much to me
I will think of him in silence,
His name I will oft recall,
But there's nothing left to answer
But his picture on the wall.
Surrounded by friends I am lonesome,
In the midst of my joys, I am blue;
A smile on my face but a heartache inside
Longing, SWEETHEART~DAD~GPA for you.
The rolling stream of Life goes on,
But still the vacant chair
Reminds me of the fact and smile of
A SPECIAL LOVED ONE…who once sat there.
EMILY...Eric...Kristin, Family & Grandchildren
