He is not gone as those who are lost for ever, he has passed into a scouting circle where he will sit with others at the Camp Fire and listen to the songs and stories of another day
Can you hear the footsteps of the youth as they run to the Camp Fire to pass the time in happy harmony
Listen, quite now as we hear the voice of him who is loved
Wanted to say so much, now is not the time, Wanted to play so much, as now time has slipped away and wanted to learn more of you and to pass on your happy willing life to others
Day is done gone the sun, this is the time of sleeping ......... Sigh, listen to the sound of their feet as they run to the Camp Fire, listen to the songs and stories of scouting evenings and fun filled days
We will always care, We loved the way you always shared
We have always loved you, Maybe more that you ever knew
Our thoughts are with you even though they are sad
Mum & Dad, Heidi , Dawn , Katie & Patrick 
