The sunset from the train on the way home from my aunt's funeral.
She is gone
You can shed tears that she is gone
Or you can smile because she has lived
 You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left
 Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
Or you can be full of the love that you shared
 You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday
 You can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on  
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
David Harkins