Friday, May 29, 2020
I will miss Ken who I visited at Westside Care Center for 4 years. I will remember how happy he was when he won a quarter at horse racing, was making progress at Braille, loved minature cars and liked the book on Centralia, P.A.
So much that we read it twice.
This is an shortened tribute poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autum rain
I am the swift, uplifting of birds in flight
I am the soft starlight at night
My condolences,
Samantha Healy