BORROWED WISDOM

 A borrowed poem.  This one from a friend's funeral handout I picked up yesterday.  Nice thought.

As long as you remember me, my memory will live on.

My spirit will be there with you at every breaking dawn.

I'll sing to you through birds in spring and whisper through the trees,

I'll bring you gentle comfort with a warm caressing breeze.

As long as you remember me, my love will fill your heart

and help to ease the sorrow that you feel while we're apart.

With thoughts of me, perhaps you'll see the wonder of each day,

the joy of sunlit afternoons, and nature's grand display.

As long as you remember me, I always will be near

to lend you sweet tranquility as nighttime stars appear.

The bond that we have shared will be a link from me to you

to give you hope for brighter days and strength to see you through.