To flourish in hills
Green and serene
Where flowers and trees are free to bloom,
Grow, multiply and exist
Without the fear of ever being harvested

Where tears fall from a saddened sky
And moisten the ground
To welcome a new addition to paradise

We needn't mourn the loss of another

A sister or brother

A wife or mother

A friend or other

A son or daughter

A husband or dad

We should be glad they chose to visit
And think of all the good times we had

Let's as a tribute
Allow them to live
Through every kind deed
And the love we give