Fred E. Michael

In loving memory of my beloved husband, Fred E. Michael who passed away three years ago today, July 2.

After the coldest winter,

The warmth of springtime beckons,

And after the darkest night,

The light of dawn appears once more.

After the grayest storm,

A rainbow paints the sky with color,

And after the strongest waves,

Fragile seashells line the shore.

After the deepest loss,

God gives the healing gift of memories

To comfort and bring peace of mind

When those we love are gone...