An Untitled Poem

Trace not my name in memorial stone
Ache not your hearts for times gone by
Weep no tears when you are alone,
Think of me living and heave no sigh.

Lay no wreath that fades away,
But plant a rose to catch the eye;
Wear no black or somber grey,
Show the world I did not die.

Look ever upward to the light,
Feel me with you by your side,
Know that my love is yours by right.
And smile with me when your tears have dried.

Know that my love for you is real,
Know that I am closer than ever before,
Know that I received the love you feel,
Know that we shall meet on the spirit shore.

Think of me, free of pain;
Think of me, free of your fears;
Think of me, I am young again.

See then, all the pains endured
And all the times your heart has bled,
As the way the spirit has matured
A path on which all men must tread.

 Poet: Anonymous

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