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