Weep not for me though I am gone; into that gentle night. Grieve if you will but not for long, upon my soul's sweet flight. I am at peace, my soul's at rest. There is no need for tears. For with your love I was blessed; for all those many years. There is no pain, I suffer not, The fear now all is gone. Put now these things out of your thoughts. In your memory I live on.Remember not my fight for breath; remember not the strife. Please do not dwell upon my death,but celebrate my life.Our family lovingly dedicates this sweet poem to our sonTravis C. Vansteenburg~October 24, 1965~July 22, 2001~ Email: Rebel738@webtv.net
~October 24, 1965~July 22, 2001~
