"... carving out his own niche at the top." - The St. Louis Post-Dispatch

Too Soon

Gift of God
Given to us all
Holy made
Taken from us all too soon
Too soon

Gift of God
Living from your heart
Living even as you left
Too soon

Nathan our Nathan
To touch you and feel you
To hold you and squeeze you
We love you we miss you

Your soft smiling humor
Your warm-hearted kindness
Born of an angel
Called by an angel
Home to rest
Too soon

Rest in peace
Nothing more to do
No regrets
Even as you left us all
Too soon

Rest in peace
Brother, son and friend
Sleep in peace
No more crippling pain just sleep
In peace

Gift of God
Rest in peace