I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one
I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done
I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways
Of happy times, and laughing times, and bright and sunn days.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve to dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave, when life is done.
Hannah
17th June 2015
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Sent by Pancreatic Cancer Action on 17/06/2015
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland