This was passed to me.
I thought I would share it here for all.
A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song,
The good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all…how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your lives, don’t worry about falls.
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we’re together again.”