Memories of jumping on Pawpaw's bed, singing four little monkeys as he laughed and said
Through the tough times he always stayed strong, never complaining, finding joy in each song.
Grateful for every good thing he had, he was a real-life hero through and through.
Scars on his skin but a heart pure and true, from boxing in the service to saving a life, his presence brought calm in the midst of strife.
A tattoo of Rosie, a symbol of love, a reminder of blessings from up above, lessons of hard work and gratitude he'd share, knowing that life is precious and rare
A man of few words but actions spoke aloud, his joy was simple on his three-wheeler ride, his grandbaby smiles, his heart would affirm, Sam and Bobby, the lights of his life, his legacy of love without any strife.
In the back view of the church he quietly prayed, offering what little he had in his own humble way.
A true example of strength and grace . In our hearts his memory will forever embrace.
His joy ,what hero through and through, scars on his skin but a heart pure and true, from boxing in the service to saving a life, his presence brought calm in the midst of strife
In the back view of the church he quietly prayed, offering what little he had in his own humble way.
A trur example of strength and grace in our hearts his memory will forever embrace