Marcus L. Smith
When I must leave you for a little while
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you, through the years
But start out bravely, with a gallant smile
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same.
Feed not your loneliness on empty days.
But till each waking hour in useful ways
Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you and hold you near.
And never, never be afraid to die
For I am waiting for you in the sky!