Paul M. Fleming

September 29, Paul M. Fleming

Strong and majestic, like the mighty Moose,

Are our memories and thoughts of you . . .

We fondly remember your gentle smile,

And all those thoughtful things you would do.

You loved to walk, up and down Main,

Sharing times with all of your friends,

And now that you're gone, nothing's the same,

But, our memories shall live til the end.

So, it becomes only natural then,

That on this, your special day . . .

Our hearts and thoughts turn to you,

In remembrance of your birthday.

So Happy 89th Birthday, Dad,

Our love is forever near . . .

And we'll never forget what God has given us,

Especially, in our Dad so dear.