I would say to thee that still live;
This world is not my home,
I’m just passing on by,
And if my time is up,
And on ice is where I now rest,
I hope this gift called life I lived to be my very best,

I hope my memory brings summer where death brings winter,
And my smile lights you up when grief brings darkness,
I hope the times we shared become treasures for which you care,
And laughter may be a thing you all now share,

This world is not your home,
One day you too will call this casket home,
All that you own means nothing after they lay you to rest,
And you will only be remembered for how you handled life's test.

In any time zone I no longer exist,
But you do; and,
I hope you are kind to one another,
That you shine your light in this world that is as cold as the ice I now call my bed,
I hope you lift each other up,
And love each other as deeply as Our Heavenly Father commanded,

I hope you live in the moment;
Like the lilies of the field that that labor not & spin not
I hope you live in gratitude;
And be content in every season no matter what
I hope you live in truth, nobility & righteousness
And think only about the goodness of this life
I hope that you share in others troubles;
And remember the He gives you all the strength that you need,
I hope that you do not seek to posses what this earth has to give,
And that you always practice selflessness as our beloved Christ did,

And finally, my loved ones,
Just like I did, I hope you too choose to live a life filled with laughter;
And that  joy & happiness you never seize to seek!

My home is now in your hearts,
And there I shall always live!