Ernie Baxter

In memory of our father, Ernie Baxter.

He never looked for praises

He was never one to boast...

He just went on quietly working

For the ones he loved the most.

His dreams were seldom spoken

His wants were very few...

And most of the time his worries

Went unspoken too.

He was there, a firm foundation

Through all our storms of life...

A sturdy hand to hold on to

In times of stress and strife.

The rolling stream of life goes on,

But still the vacant chair –

– Recalls the voice, the smile,

Of him who once sat there.

Always on our minds and forever in our hearts,

Your Family