All is quiet now at last In the house of the dead A trail of tears I follow behind Remembering loved ones And times before loss Joyful remembrances And sorrowful costs Remember their strength and undying luster for life And all the things you did together And all the things done right Take them home with you And just leave the body Take care and grasp hope In possibilities endless Believe in yourself to make them proud With more moments worth remembering
no proper title actually again [can't say that working at a funeral home isn't starting to affect my writing now hehehheh