|A River is nature's precious child,|
with greatness and beauty she'll never hide.
Although your body is no longer there,
your thoughts and soul will always be here.
Rio you were never cold,
your heart was of gold,
so sad you never got to grow old.
We'll forever miss your truthful being,
the times we shared will keep you living...
|Kathrine Svae - Tonsberg,
June 24, 2004