In Loving Memory

Elegy

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain

When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not here. I did not die.

Mary E. Frye, 1932

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To our friend Outlaw

As we say goodbye to a friend,
A broken heart, that only time can mend.
We remember the times we shared,
A dedication; to show we cared.

So when its time to hit the road,
Packing up the ute with another load.
With the swag and eski ready to go,
Its time to go to another show.

As we look out over the travelled land,
Singing to the tune of a country band.
With the ute roaring and kickin' up the sand,
We remember you Outlaw, with a rum in hand.

Forever Friends

We're joined in a friendship
That time cannot sever
With bonds we have built
We'll remain friends forever

We're welded in spirit
Attached by our hearts
And fused by the feelings
That friendship emparts

We're tied by emotions
Connected by dreams
Reinforced by our hopes
Unified by extremes

No longer a function
of time or of space
Our love is a substance
That life won't replace

No matter how distant
We'll always endeavour
To sense the full meaning
of Friendship Forever

Author Unknown