By Herself and Her Friends

By Herself and Her Friends
14 Feb
2017

If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower nor inscribe a stone,
Nor when I'm gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must, Parting is hell,
But Life goes on, So sing as well.

  • Time is too slow
    Time is too slow for those that wait, Too swift for those that fear, Too long for those that grieve, Too short for those who rejoice, But for those who love, time is Eternity.