Charlies W Moore III
 14 May1985- 15 Sept 2006

Our Friend - Forever in our Hearts

Charlie and Kevin

Loved his job - climbing tall things!
 
Charlie - and his Mother

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 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 there. I did not die.
by Mary E. Frye

A new Verse - For Friends and Family of Charlie Moore

I am the laughter of my friends at play.
I am the sunrise of each new day.
I am the strength I leave to you,
I have hopes and dreams for you.
When your thoughts drift to me with love,
I hear the whispers here above.
Though for now we are far apart
I know forever I am in your hearts.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

C. Keggan