“For many a year, I have mourned.
For many a year, I felt like I was scorned.
But I’ve now come out of my shell,
and broke Death’s menacing spell.
I’ve realized that I can be full of cheer,
But it cannot be done with the fear,
of losing more people that I care about.
There cannot be a doubt.
Life seems to be too short,
it is best to be gay and free,
without weeping for my consort.
I believe that is key.
I can remember that she was ever so kind,
and that what makes her so refined.
I remember her lovely cornflower-blue eyes,
which were full of surprise.
Her laughter was sweet and genuine,
with a smile that would shine.
I was told to be grateful for the time I did have with her,
and I greatly concur.
I will never forget, nor will I betray they,
my Son and Dear, but I can stop being gray.
It is time to move forward.
And instead of straying in the past,
for, the future must be so vast.
It is time to look ahead.
For looking behind will lead to naught.
And may great things come to tread.”
