A gentle breeze brought sweet memories of Phillip softly singing ...
til the rivers all run dry ...
til the sun falls from the sky ...
til life on earth is through ...
I'll be needing you.
It was his favorite verse of an old Don Williams song.
My favorite line of another Don Williams song was, "you're my anchor in life's ocean, but most of all you're my best friend."
Nobody needs me now and my anchor is lost forever ... but Arkansas has wrapped safe strong arms around her native child ...
I'm going to be okay.
