Angelita Beck

A limb has fallen from the family tree I hear a voice that whispers, 'Grieve not

for me' Remember the best times, the laughter,

the songs The good I lived while I was strong Continue my heritage, I'm counting on

you Keep on smiling, the sun will shine

through. My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest Remembering all.. how I was truly

blessed Continue traditions, no matter how small Go on with your lives, don't stare at the

wall I miss you all dearly so keep up your chin

Until that fine day we're together again.