THE FINAL FLIGHT Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free, I’m following the path God laid for me. I took his hand when I heard his call, I turned my back and left it all. I could not stay another day, To laugh, to love, to work, to play. Tasks left undone must stay that way, I’ve found that peace at the close of the day. If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah yes, these things I too will miss. Be not burdened with times of sorrow, I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My Life’s been full, I savored much, Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch, Perhaps my time seemed all too brief, Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your heart and share with me, God wanted me now, He set me free.

WHY GOD TAKES CHILDREN When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, We mortals sometimes question the wisdom of His love. For no heartache compares with the death of one small child, Who does so much to make our world seem so wonderful and mild. Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold, So he picks a rosebud before it can grow. God knows how much we need them, and so he takes but few, To make the land of heaven more beautiful to view. Believing this is difficult still somehow we must try, The saddest word mankind knows will always be Good-bye. So when a little child departs we who are left behind, Must realize God loves children. Angels are hard to find!

At My Grave Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glint on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush, Of quiet birds in circling flight, I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry I am not there, I did not die. Mary E. Frye (1932)