Biggus
07-26-2019, 07:41 AM
Do not grieve
Or mourn my passing
Banish your sadness
Remember me and smile
Do not think of me as gone
Or out of reach
For I will be with you always
Though I cast no shadow
And you will hear no footfall
I will be there nonetheless
In springtime
When wildflowers
Dance in the meadow
I will be there,
In summer I’ll be
The August breeze
That stirs a field of ripened corn,
In autumn
I will swirl the leaves
Of the seasons golden carpet
And when the winter sun shines
I will sparkle
And glint on the snow
So do not grieve
Or mourn my passing
Banish your sadness
Remember me and smile
For I will be there,
In the dawn,
Rising with the sun,
And you will see me again
When the sun sets
At the days end,
Because I am in your hearts
Always
Written for the funeral of my father-in-law
Gordon Aplin
23rd February 1937 – 15th June 2019
Or mourn my passing
Banish your sadness
Remember me and smile
Do not think of me as gone
Or out of reach
For I will be with you always
Though I cast no shadow
And you will hear no footfall
I will be there nonetheless
In springtime
When wildflowers
Dance in the meadow
I will be there,
In summer I’ll be
The August breeze
That stirs a field of ripened corn,
In autumn
I will swirl the leaves
Of the seasons golden carpet
And when the winter sun shines
I will sparkle
And glint on the snow
So do not grieve
Or mourn my passing
Banish your sadness
Remember me and smile
For I will be there,
In the dawn,
Rising with the sun,
And you will see me again
When the sun sets
At the days end,
Because I am in your hearts
Always
Written for the funeral of my father-in-law
Gordon Aplin
23rd February 1937 – 15th June 2019