Wednesday, September 16, 2015
I am so sorry to hear of the loss of Stephen. We would from time to time email each other and catch up on all the “goings on” of the family. He would always end with a statement that he was looking forward to getting out and enjoying a walk as he had such a wonderful appreciation of nature. I came across this poem that I think so aptly sums up Stephen’s outdoor loving spirit. My thoughts are with all who were blessed with having Stephen in their lives.
I DO NOT THINK MY SONG WILL END
by Johnny Hathcock
I do not think my song will end
While flowers, grass and trees
Abound with birds and butterflies
For I am one with these.
And I believe my voice will sound
Upon the whispering wind
So long as even one remains
Among those I call "friend."
I shall remain in hearts and minds
Of loved ones that I knew,
And in the rocks and hills and streams
Because I love those, too.
So long as love and hope and dreams
Abide in earth and sky,
Weep not for me, though I be gone.
I shall not really die.
