His mind plays tricks sometimes
he is hisself in a shell cant live or die
I believe he is good for mama
they were happiest in Toshimo
Once he was tall straight a looker like Gable
If the mirror would lie he might smile back
He is at sea
Mama always said his legs are nice
Im sure the fish wouldnt notice
his crab like shuffle nor miss him in 8 years
I know we would
He speaks of a good life he had
We didnt know him above his 70's
An upright man he saw the Lord every sunday
Bout a year ago he was just plain tired
he missed the Lord maybe the Lord missed him
90 life years away
Well I think God really likes him
I know I Love Mr. Bill he is my Dad

Sonja Sheryl Kuehnle