John harty 'pip'
We’re part of a long line of family ties
That binds us together and never dies
And what we are, and what we were
Is precious, unique, unchanging and rare.
Life is a place we merely pass through
And when it ends we start anew
Where, when or how, we do not know
But something powerful tells us it’s so
When it’s time to go then go we must
Then we leave behind us only dust?
Not true! For we are more than this
We are remembered and we are MISSED.
Many of us have already gone
But we stay together so we’re not alone
From this great mystery we cannot hide
And so we'll meet you on the other side
catherine harty
21/08/2013
