* * SHE IS GONE * *
(A poem read at the service for
the British Queen Mother's Funeral)
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.
* * SHE IS GONE * *
(A poem read at the service for
the British Queen Mother's Funeral)
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.
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