Don’t
think of her as gone away,
Her
journey’s just begun;
Life
holds so many facets,
This
earth is only one.
Just
think of her as resting
From
the sorrows and the tears
In
a place of warmth and comfort
Where
there are no days and years.
Think
how she must be wishing
That
we could know today,
How
nothing but our sadness
Can
really pass away.
And
think of her as living
In
the hearts of those she touched…
For
nothing loved is ever lost –
And
she was loved so much.
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