POEMS FROM A TENDER AGE
Dwell not in Sadness
Dwell not in sadness,
now that life has drawn the final curtain
. . . and I must walk across it's veil.
But think of brighter, happier, days.
Walk forward . . .
but if you must . .
look back awhile
. . and smile.
For there I'll be . .
as whole,
- a part of you -
in days that lingered
on and on
. . . and filled with laughter new.
Dwell not in sadness
now that life has drawn the final curtain
. . . and I must walk across it's veil.
Then all the thoughts,
and all the dreams,
we shared with one another,
will live again once more.
Spare little thought for sadder times
. . . a moment in their leaving,
but travel on through life with joy.
My love . .
My family . .
. . . friends.
And in that heartfelt glow
that passes time.
. . . that fills the finer hour.
Know . . . .
that I have felt your sorrow
in my leaving.
now that life has drawn the final curtain
. . . and I must walk across it's veil.
But think of brighter, happier, days.
Walk forward . . .
but if you must . .
look back awhile
. . and smile.
For there I'll be . .
as whole,
- a part of you -
in days that lingered
on and on
. . . and filled with laughter new.
Dwell not in sadness
now that life has drawn the final curtain
. . . and I must walk across it's veil.
Then all the thoughts,
and all the dreams,
we shared with one another,
will live again once more.
Spare little thought for sadder times
. . . a moment in their leaving,
but travel on through life with joy.
My love . .
My family . .
. . . friends.
And in that heartfelt glow
that passes time.
. . . that fills the finer hour.
Know . . . .
that I have felt your sorrow
in my leaving.
