A limb has fallen from the family tree .
I keep hearing a voice that says , “ Grieve not for me ”. Remember the best times , the laughter , the song .
The good life I lived while I was strong .
Continue my heritage , I ’ m counting on you . Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through .
My mind is at ease , my soul is at rest . Remembering all , how I truly was blessed . Continue traditions , no matter how small . Go on with your life , don ’ t worry about falls .
I miss you all dearly , so keep up your chin . Until the day comes we ’ re together again .