Last lament (do not mourn)
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
