Until you're gone I will not miss
The sweetness of your ways -
Recall with such intensity
Your subtle means of praise;
I will not find the hours long
Nor miss the song you sing -
For while you're here I cannot dwell
On such intrinsic things.

Until I'm gone you will endure
The chatter of my voice;
Unnecessary things I say
To fill, inform, annoy;
And when I'm gone perhaps you'll long
For just a verse or two
Of the song we sang together or
The poem I said to you.

But...while we're here...let's make each day
A time of worthwhile words -
Let's smile a lot and laugh and say
Endearing things we've heard...
Let's make a mem'ry ever dear -
To carry always on -
To have and hold and cherish us
Until....until we're gone.

Joan Clifton Costner
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