The Passing Of A Loved One

Sikver howled a long, sad note...

And a chorus of depressed souls joind her.

Their song rang up to the hevens and haunted the night, calling his name...

"Steve, why did you leav us Steve?"

That night would forever be remembered...

As it was the end of the crocodile hunter's life.

May he rest in peace...

This poem was inspiered by a true event, marking the end of a hero's life...