I Have Not Gone Away
When I am dead my dearest
by Pete Crowther
Do not give way to grief
But put aside your misery
And let your heart be glad.
Remember how we watched the moon
And saw the sun in beauty rise.
My ashes you will scatter
Upon our mother sea
Then when you hear the breakers crash
Or mark the seagull’s call
You’ll truly know that I am there
Within the heart and life of all.
So when again you feel the breeze
Caress your cheek or stir your hair
Be sure, its gentle touch is mine
And when you hear the roaring gale
Or crack of thunder on the sea
You’ll know that I am with you still—
I have not gone away.