With the joy of summer – the heat of the sun,
the refreshing breeze in the air,
the smell of frsh cut hay in the fields,
the complete joy and love of all that July brings
turns to somber thoughts of how we miss you Tom,
how you left us 4 short … 5 short, no … 6 long years ago.
Not a day goes by that your ol’ Hound Dog Harley
doesn’t look up at us with those sad eyes
and wonder of where you have gone.
The sound of every 4 wheeler sends him running to the door,
expecting to see you there, no doubt.
Getting all mushy on you now Thomas, but gunna say it anyway….
you’re in our thoughts, in our hearts,
today… as you have been every day,
and undoubtedly will be tomorrow
and all of our tomorrows.
The best brother,
best uncle,
best confidant,
simply – best friend.
Sure missin’ ya lil Bro…