Always be happy, my darling
Always, even when I'm gone
Always be happy, my darling-
Because in you, my love lives on.

Never cry, sweet child of mine
Never trouble your soul so much
Never cry, sweet child, my own-
Just remember my loving touch.

No grief to wound your heart, dear
No grief, more dear than air
No- you all my hopes enclose, dear-
My vessel of love, so rare.

by Patti Masterman

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