Dec 20th 1976 - Jan 7th 1996

He came to us on a winter's day, A blonde haired,blue eyed castaway. A tiny angel,shipwrecked on earth, To spread his love and joyous mirth. But as this baby grew to a lad, We saw his heart grow heavy and sad. He seemed to long for a different place, Far from our own,much quieter pace. He wanted adventure and freedom to roam, Never quite finding this land to be home. So now he has flown,on a winter's day, Back to the heavens, to dance and to play. To leave his love and joyous mirth, To those left behind,on this island,earth. Linda Hall