When I am gone, will you shed a tear, will there be regrets for feelings spared and words unsaid?
Will you visit my resting place and ponder on what we shared, and seek my advice in the quiet of thought?
Will you tender my flowers with the love of our years, or leave them to wither and lose their leaves?
By day, by night I will shine a light, so live your life fulfilled and bright.
Donít grieve and ponder on what might have been.
But look forward to the future for which I have seen.
Visit me once so I may see how you are.
Till will come a day, when we will finally reunite.

Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nSS0w...p;feature=fvst