The mortal frame gone, the spirit just flies Above and beyond all land seas and skies And through all this no questions arise It's all meant to be, no where's and no why's The mist of time clears to reveal things so bright A perfect place shines out through the night With colours so vivid and the whitest of white The widest wide spaces and the highest of height Everyone's there but there are no people No possessions, no objects, no things and no evil Time to relax and be ever so peaceful Immersed in the space of this beautiful sequel

You can shed tears that she is gone or you can smile because she has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left. Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her and only that she’s gone or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back or you can do what she’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. By David Harkins

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