J. Ross Prevost was a gift to me
A present every day as tho under a tree.
He had enjoyed life as a gift from another
A fullness that included the value of the word brother.
He was a warm, gentle person who to me was fair
Always a hug and meaningful words he did share.
The first man I met who lived the values he had
Filling his mind with wonder and mostly glad.
J. Ross Prevost will always have the continuity of time
Through the childrens, childrens, childrens life; and also mine