May God bless you and your...
To Tom May your irons be filled with boots that ride With the spirit that carried your heart with such pride Be now as one with your most gallant steed In rhythm with hoofbeats, the pleasure you need Begin now together at a gathering pace With nostrils flaring and wind in your face No longer to rush it, it was never a race Your journey remembered, you were always First place Michael F. Hug 5/11/2024
Michael Hug
May 20, 2024 | Friend





