My Sister In Law passed away last summer from a very long and sometimes successful battle with cancer. If I’m lucky I will live more years than she did, but I doubt I will ever live better. I wrote her this, which she was able to read.
You live large. Larger than me. But because of you I live more than I would. Every breath Is shared by all. Around at our start And there when we depart. Paths effected By your efforts. Little bell ringing. Listen for the singing. Memories, Conservation. Not anything can take What we will celebrate. You are here. Always remain. You will never leave. But peace you will achieve.