The sand is running low and soon my children I must go. My heart with love for you is filled, but soon it's healing must be stilled.
I leave no treasures of any kind, only my love I leave behind. Take it and share it between sister and brother and always be kind to one another.
Some of you perhaps may weep when my eyes are closed in eternal sleep.
But try to remember it won't be forever, for God can bring our spirits together.
I pray that I go to a world far above, to be with others that I love, and to wait a while on that heavenly plain, until the day we meet again...
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