One of Ken's daughters-in-law gave this poem to Beverly Henshaw. I want to touch the lines of your face I want to hold your hand, I want to lay my head I want to stand briefly in your shadow I want to feel your arms I want mostly to remember-- to touch the lines of your face To rub your cheek gently And whisper softly in your ear That I will hold you always Well within my reach And deeply within my soul Valerie Wilkinson 12/24/93
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