Weep not for me though I am gone into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for long upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest. There is no need for tears.
For with your love I was so blessed. For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not, The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts, In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath Remember not the strife.
Please do not dwell upon my death, But celebrate my life.
Copyright 1992 Constance Jenkins
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