WE CELEBRATE FOR YOU

The birds voices are still this morning.

The tree and their leaves hang wilting,

so to do the flowers bow their heads.

So still as you.

Save not my tears can bring them life,

nor life to you.

So still you be.

So at peace you seem.

Such noise now fills the morning.

Of satire and sympathy do your friends come.

Of support and love do they share.

The house now fills again.

Our memorries of your wit and laughter fill everything with life.

How still you lay there.

How alive in our hearts.

WE CELEBRATE FOR YOU.