I Do Not Think My Song Will End

I do not think my song will end

While flowers, grass and trees abound with birds and butterflies

For I am one with these

And I believe my voice will sound upon the whispering wind

So long as even one remains among those I know as family and friend

I shall remain in hearts and minds of loves ones that I knew

And in the rocks and hills and streams

Because I love those too

So long as love and hope and dream abide in earth and sky

Weep not for me, though I be gone

Yes, I did die but, in you, I live on.