To Lost Friends.

In these days of strive and conflict.

We so easily forget, to see the humanity in our fellow humans.

To each, our life's road seem very normal, even ordinary.
Yet, to others, it might seem a adventure, a dream fulfilled.

When life's road has been done.

Neither monument or fame,

Could capture our name,

That well as the loving memory in a friend's heart.

The beauty you see in me, is na reflextion of you.

"the beauty you see in me, is a reflection of you"

You Are Not Alone.

In the darkness of the night, I feel the pain of memories gone.

Feel the sadness of love and life lost.

Faces, places, smiles and tears.

With the sunrise, new hope reborn,

Remember...You are not alone.

To the Faithful of the Orange

I will quietly listen to you
And pass no judgment,
Nor will your spoken words be repeated
For I will remain ever silent,
Ever vigilant, ever loyal.
And when our time together is done
And you move on in the world,
Remember me with kind thoughts and tales,
For a time we were unbeatable,
Nothing passed among us undetected.
If we should meet again on another street or Playa,
I will gladly take up your fight,
For I am a Ranger of the San Clan
And together We are guardians of the Burn.

An sincere thank you to my brothers and sisters of the Orange and distant shores. It was an honour to serve with you.

Chrigi, Ranger of the San Clan