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By Constance Jenkins
Weep not for me though I am gone
Into that gentle night.
Grieve if you will, but not for
long
Upon my soul's sweet flight.
I am at peace, my soul's at rest,
There is no need for tears.
For with
your love I was so blessed
For all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not,
The fear now all is gone.
Put now these things out of your thoughts.
In your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath,
Remember
not the strife.
Please do not dwell upon my death,
But celebrate my life. Go to next page: Pet Loss Books and Links
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