Me, years ago,  giving Jeanie the worst haircut of her life (she forgave me and we started getting a hairdresser to come over from then on)

She is Gone
You can shed tears that she is gone,
Or you can smile because she lived,
You can close your eyes and wish she could come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all the love that she gave us.

Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her
Or you can be full of the love that you shared,
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on,
You can cry and close your mind be empty and turn your
back,
Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes,
love and go on.

anonymous