Death Is Not Dying I am not dead, I slipped away; To a better place, At the end of day. God called me home, I could not stay; I am not dead, I slipped away. To realms beyond, The starry s...
In loving memory of Bill Schrader, who left us just six months ago and in honor of his Dec. 31st birthday.
The Garden in Winter
Winter fades the garden now
Where laughter used to flower.