In memory of my parents
Ken Stone
and
Joan Mary Stone
2/4/30-27/4/2004

As time passed like seasons and the wind
Into the mist one by one those we loved
The sense of lost that left behind
Memories and shadows
Standing still
The ground is muddy
The skies is cloudy

Birth and Passing
Life and Death
A moment in time
A twinkle in the eye
Until next time

Miracles can be for all to see
Some think it hidden
Some do not realize

Sound of grace
Live and believe
The circle is round
Knowing and continue
Bless by present
Life is a new

From your son Paul