In Loving Memory Of FRANK WILLIAMS April 12, 1933- April 15, 2004 Dad, We’ll give you this one thought to keep You’re with us still even when we sleep You’re in a thousand winds that blow You’re the diamond glints in the snow You’re the sunlight that warms our face You’re the gentle autumn rain You’re the soft stars that shine at night You’re still with us with each new light We do not think of you as gone You still live within us each new dawn. Loving daughter, Wendy
FRANK WILLIAMS
