The sand of time are running low

And soon my children I must go

My heart with love for you is filled

But soon its beating must be stilled

I leave no treasures of any kind

Only my love I leave behind

Take it and share it between

sister and brother

And always be kind to one another

Weep not beside the grave for me

Don't bring me flowers

I cannot see.

Only ashes lie neath

The cold sod .

Just pray that my soul

has gone with God.

Some of you perhaps may weep.

When my eyes are closed

in eternal sleep.

But try to remember

it won't be forever.

For God can bring

our spirits together.

I pray that I go to a world

far above .

To be with the others

that I love .

And to wait awhile

on that heavenly plain .

Until the day

we shall meet again .

By "Florence McInnes"