This is a picture of my son Jordan. One week before he died, he went camping with his Dad and he built this fire. He took this picture himself. Beautiful, isn't he!

In the silence of you slumber,
theres a lowlit burning fuse.
Youre journey now is over,
and you've paid your final dues.
Your sun will now be setting,
from a view I cannot see.
A prism of crystel colors,
that plays a beautiful symponey.
You finaly have the option,
to soar on the eagles wing.
To fly from near the mountain tops
down to the nearest stream.
No more burdens of this life,
you'll not find them around.
You finally now are free
of the chains that held you down.
And I'll not hold to back,
being selfish with my tears.
By dwelling on your life,
that you had when you were here.
So with unconditioned love,
I send with thee my friend.
And holding memories dear,
until we meet again.
Written By Leslie Fiorda
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