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 life
don't worry about falls

I miss you all dearly
so keep up your chin.

Until the day comes
were together again

Anon.