A limb has fallen from the family tree.
His voice keeps saying, "Grieve not for me."
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.
The good life he lived while he was strong.
Continue his heritage. He's counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
His mind is at ease, his soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how truly you are blessed.
Continue the traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don't worry about falls.
We'll miss him dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes you're together again.
