LARKIN, Christopher

LARKIN. - Christopher. Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you gave for me, Here he lies where he longed to be. Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill. Robert Louis Stevenson - Your children. A chapter completed, A page is turned, A life well lived, A rest well earned. Death will not part us, Nor distance divide, Forever and always, You'll be by our side. You did not want to leave us, But you did not go alone. For part of us went with you When God called you home. - Your boys.