Marquinn Omar "Munchie" Franklin

Nature

As a fond mother, when the day is o'er,
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave his broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,
Nor wholly reassured and comforted
By promises of others in their stead,
Which, though more splendid, may not please him more;
So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently,...

MUNCHIE we love you

I first met Munchie about 6 years ago, he and a friend moved into our park and Munchie was just so full off life he could make you laugh even when you wanted to cry. He loved his music so much that my huband gave him a key board and he would set it up outside and play and sing for hours. He will be missed . Cindy Hubbard