Weep not for me though I am gone,
Into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long,
Upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest;
There is no need for tears -
For with your love I was so blessed
For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts -
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath;
Remember not the strife.
Please do not dwell upon my death.
But celebrate my life.
Copyright 1992 Constance Jenkins,
All Rights Reserved
