![]() May all your wishes have reality / and your skies are always blue. I hope your days are so very kind / and your stars bring love to you. I am the soft stars that shine at night. When you awaken in the morning’s hush / I am the swift uplifting rush / Of quiet birds in circled flight. Twilight and evening bell, / And after that the dark! / And may there be so sadness of farewell / When I embark / For though from out our bourne of / time and place / The flood may bear me far / I hope to see my pilot face to face / When I have crossed the barĭo not stand at my grave and weep. Sunset and evening star, / And one clear call for me! / And may there be no moaning of the bar / When I put out to sea / But such a tide as moving seems asleep, / Too full for sound or foam, / When that which drew from out the / boundless deep / Turns again home. The courage of your life / Is like a work of art / Inscribed by Memory's hand / Upon my grateful heart. If winds of changing times / Up-rooted trees and sod, / I think instead of mocking, / You'd stand in praise of God. If nights of doubts and fears / Against the Light were hurled, / I think you'd light a candle / And stand against the world. ![]() If all the Music died, / And music-makers ceased, / I think you'd stand and sing / A hymn of Hope and Peace. You can try and close your mind, / Be empty and turn your back, / Or you can do what she would want, / Smile, open your eyes, love and go on. You can shed tears that 's memory and let it live on. We slowly drove – He knew no haste / And I had put away / My labor and my leisure too, / For His Civility – / We passed the School, where Children strove / At Recess – in the Ring – / We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – / We passed the Setting Sun – / Or rather – He passed us – / The Dews drew quivering and chill – / For only Gossamer, my Gown – / My Tippet – only Tulle – / We paused before a House that seemed / A Swelling of the Ground – / The Roof was scarcely visible – / The Cornice – in the Ground – / Since then – ‘tis Centuries – and yet / Feels shorter than the Day / I first surmised the Horses’ Heads / Were toward Eternity – I will be there.īecause I could not stop for Death – / He kindly stopped for me – / The Carriage held but just Ourselves – / And Immortality. And when you need me, / Just whisper my name in your heart, /. Until then, live your life to its fullest. I wait for the time when we can soar together again, / -both aware of each other. You will not see me, / so you must have faith. Know that I live on, / vibrating to a different measure / -behind a thin veil you cannot see through. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, / to dry before the sun, / of happy memories that I leave / When life is done.Īnd if I go, / while you're still here. I’d like to leave an afterglow / of smiles when life is done, / I’d like to leave an echo / whispering softly down the ways, / Of happy times and laughing times / and bright and sunny days. I’d like the memory of me / to be a happy one. For mem’ry has painted this perfect day / With colors that never fade, / And we find at the end of a perfect day, / The soul of a friend we’ve made. When you come to the end of a perfect day, / And you sit alone with your thought, / While the chimes ring out with a carol gay, / For the joy that the day has brought, / Do you think what the end of a perfect day / Can mean to a tired heart, / When the sun goes down with a flaming ray, / And the dear friends have to part? / Well, this is the end of a perfect day, / Near the end of a journey, too, / But it leaves a thought that is big and strong, / With a wish that is kind and true. Until the day comes we're together again. Go on with your life, don't worry about falls / I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin. Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.Ĭontinue traditions, no matter how small. My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest. Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through. ![]() Continue my heritage, I'm counting on you. The good life I lived while I was strong. Remember the best times, the laughter, the song. I keep hearing a voice that says, "Grieve not for me. In our hearts a memory will always be kept, / of one we loved, and will never forget."Ī limb has fallen from the family tree. "A beautiful life that came to an end, / He died as he lived, everyone's friend. ![]()
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