Well the village lost another
Favorite son from an accident
Returning home from returning Amish
A flurry of white and ice brings loss again
The fire chief for many years
The driving force behind the roast
Wonder who will claim the honor
If they'll have it again at all
Used to be the neighbor behind
When I led a life on Spring
Many years would work up the garden
So we could share a space to grow
Once he gave what thought was seized
But with a pull it came to life
Used it to mow for many years
Someone used it even more
But that won't be happening now
So sad to lose another friend
To the winter hand of fate
That seemed to come around again
So my prayers go out for him
To God to greet him at the gate
And keep Ray with him evermore
Until rejoined with friends and mate