The Fallen Limb
A limb has fallen from the family tree,
I hear a voice saying do not grieve 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 the sun will soon shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest; remembering you all and how I was truly blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small. Go on with your lives, don't worry at all.
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chins, Until the day when we're together again.