Dear Brave SGT Christopher Abeyta,
The willow bends on God's green Earth, but its spirit is left intact. Sometimes it breaks and we mourn for something which was so fine. But in its loss we remember days spent in its shadow, sheltered from the hot summer sun. Though our time with you on this same Earth is now broken, those closest to you will always remember the days when you were young and strong and gave them the same comfort and memories as the willow which was so fine. Sleep well brave son of a grateful nation. May God always cradle you in His arms.