Loved By Judith Roberts and Stephen Penningroth

Remembering Remy

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower,
But only for an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

-Robert Frost

We miss our Remy so very much. Please find a cure for Hemangiosarcoma.