Jean O'Neal Floyd
In Memory - Poem by Jean O'Neal Floyd
T.R. was young, healthy, happy and smart.
He loved rodeoing with all his heart.
He came to Shawnee with hopes running high.
He didn't know it was going to be his time to die.
He will be missed by one and by all.
His memory will always be standing tall.
May you take a small comfort, as you lay him to rest.
Knowing he died doing what he loved best.
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