Keaton Wayne Leathers

Keaton Leathers will be lovingly remembered as a cherished son, brother, grandson, uncle, and friend. He was known for his gentle and sweet spirit, his deep love for animals, and his willingness to always lend a helping hand.
He is survived by his grandmother, Pam Dye; his mother, Leigh Ann Dickson; his father, Wayne Leathers; his sister, Savannah Woodall; his nephew, Cedar Nunley; and many other family members and friends who loved him dearly.
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
-Mary Frye