Fred Howard-
The toddler years were sad for Fred
as his dear mom passed on
Grandparents loved him dearly- in
their loving arms he did belong
The farm is a place to play and
explore- a beautiful setting for sure
Gentle loving souls raised him
knowing hardships he must endure
Youthful curiosity made Fred
explore including continents away
He was brave and courageous as he
battled in the great fray
His heart he left in North
Bend, his heartland anchor all along
With good friends and family Fred
really wanted to be strong
Life meant redefining goals as his
circumstances changed
New options, new paths and a quest
for happiness remained
Fred still yearns for his mother as
his golden years draw nigh
An inquisitive mind remains- he
explores ancestors with a sigh
We wish Fred well as his peace with
God he must make
We pray for the journey of
self-discovery he must take
Agape love is his for sure as
friends and family stand near
Fred lived, laughed and loved in
robust style- a man so dear.
Written By Carol Vulliamy- Metis
Elder
