Stew died February 22 and we celebrated Stew’s life April 16, 2016. It was a glorious spring day and everyone came out to enjoy the Old River Farm and swap tales about Stew.
CLOSE THE GATE
For this one farmer the worries are over, lie down and rest your head,
Your time has been and struggles enough, put the tractor in the shed.
Years were not easy, many downright hard, but your faith in God transcended,
Put away your tools and sleep in peace. The fences have all been mended.
You raised a fine family, worked the land well and always followed the Sun,
Hang up your shovel inside of the barn; your work here on earth is done.
A faith few possess led your journey through life, often a jagged and stony way,
The sun is setting, the cattle are bedded. Here now is the end of your day.
Stew’s love of God’s soil has passed on to his kin; the stories flow like fine wine,
Wash off your work boots in the puddle left by blessed rain one final time.
Stew always believed that the Lord would provide and He always did somehow,
Take off your gloves and put them down, no more sweat and worry for you now.
Your labor is done, your home now is heaven; no more must you wait,
Your legacy lives on, your love of the land, and we will close the gate.