Friday, August 31, 2007

Don't cry because it’s over, smile because it happened


With a little education
With a little practice
Learnt to manage your emotions,
You were the teacher, the tools you used
It was books of music and art;
We've heard the voices of our stillness,
If we followed it or not
You moved us to a new experience
A life so rewarding
An emotion, inspiration sustained
As we learn more about the compassion,
We find that we can trust,
Its contributions and awareness,
The suborn is luscious
With improved quality of life.
With a guiding hand and gentle loving heart.
And when at last you work was done,
We are proud of what you had wrought.

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