In Memorium

                    Frederic A. Morris
                   November 13, 1933
                      March 15 2011

                                 P.S.

Weep if weeping comforts you, dissolves

 The aching knot or soothes and palliates

   What anguished void may gape at my

    departure;  Make tears your healing

               balm as I would have

Had you first taken leave, shed for myself

To salve my pain; so let yours fall to heal

  Your heart, as heal it will, and I again

   Will fill the void imagined to be real;

  Shed none for me...I've lived delicious

  spring  And hearty Summer, Autumn's

redolence,  Then peaceful Winter's gentle

     quietude  All softly sweetened by

                our sharing of them

                         ~fam

I shall miss you my dear Unca Fred...