Another good man has passed into the mist;
A classmate and friend, always with a smile.
Gentle in nature, he will be greatly missed;
One who would always go that extra mile.
He lived with a heart bigger than most;
Always quick with a joke or a kind word.
Self-effacing, never did I hear him boast;
Now that he is gone, it seems so absurd.
The good, the gentle, the nice go too fast;
Now passing to the other side with our love.
As a friend, he was always unsurpassed;
Mike will be remembered when looking above.
Honoring Michael Grady Crawford
Classmate, friend, gentle soul
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