To mourn is to breath afresh
Life of ones long lost care:
Let it not be self-conscious;
Let it not be sentimental;
Let the grief speak to us.

Being here with you today,
Knowing of your love,
Let us not be sorrowful,
Let us not be scared,
Let your light burn still.

The gift you give us all
Is the lyrical love of life:
Let your truth grow,
Let your family speak it,
Your legacy flourishes still.


David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )

Scanlon. D (2018) Poetry for Business : Continuing Conversations. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. TO MOURN. Page Number 70.

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