David is a beloved grandson, son, brother, uncle, nephew and dear friend.
David will live on in the hearts and memories of those he has touched and loved forever.
He will also continue to grow and live in each tree planted and protected.
May he soar above watching and enjoying each new season.
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 sun 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.