A poem of comfort Mourn me not, though I know you shall miss me. I have simply gone ahead to meet those who have gone before. I will light a candle and wait at the gate as a beacon to guide you at your time, when we will embrace once more. Think of me with tears of joy, never sorrow, for I am with you as the shaft of sunlight through the clouds, the whisper of the wind in the trees and the moonlight sparkling on the water. I shared with you my life, I shared with you my love, and now I am no-longer with you, please share your memories of me. Laugh often and let a smile touch your lips as you remember. I have said goodbye to you in this life; now I wait to greet you in the next. © Caroline Morrison (2013)