In Remembrance of John King
The rocks remain empty
But it doesn’t mean you aren’t there there
Your spirit
Your life
You still remain
On these rocks
On this sand
On each and every wave
As I see your smile
Greeting everyone
By name
And looking into their eyes
Connecting our hearts
Because you mean what you say and say what you mean
A light follows him wherever he goes
Especially when he is hand in hand
with his precious bride
who he has shared most of his life with
United together
By God
Walking with God
In God we trust is the vow they live
From this day forward
A vow that his precious bride
Will continue to keep
Because she knows
He is sitting on the rocks
Sitting in the sand
Riding a wave
And walking hand in hand with her
On the boardwalk
As
We will continue to hear his
"Hi and Good Morning.
How are you?"
And really meaning it.
The ambassador of Sugar Bush
The ambassador of Sea Girt
An ambassador
Who is now with the One
who has greeted him with
“Welcome home my good and faithful servant”.
So through the tears of
every missing moment
John is here
Living and breathing in every moment
From the waters of sea girt
To the slopes in Vermont.
Thank you my friend
By showing everyone how to live with joy in every moment.