Blase Scarnati
In loving memory of our beloved husband, father and grandfather, Blase Scarnati,
who passed away one year ago today.
Do not ask if I miss him
There is such a vacant place,
Often I think I hear his footsteps
And see his smiling face.
Days of sadness still come over me,
Tears of silence often flow,
Memory keeps him near to me,
Though he left one year ago.
