Kathleen Kittinger

If I should die and leave you here awhile,

Be not like others, sore undone, who keep

Long vigil by the silent dust and weep.

For my sake turn again to life and smile,

Ever thy heart and trembling hand to do

That which will comfort other souls than

thine; Complete these dear unfinished tasks of

mine, And I, Perchance, may therein comfort you.

Mary lee Hall

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