run like the winds fast and quiet move like the grass swift and shy twit as a bird when looking for hope love the ones you know with your last breath and sleep in piece for your final rest and let your soul blow in the wind like the grass but reach heaven with a fast wind your soul may find and leave the earth by saying your last goodbye and say hellow to heaven and beond our limit on earth as you sleep piecefully in the earth may you rest in piece when your gone but you are in haven and beond so goodbye to you while another enters after and into the world you just left but you well not be forgoten you well be in hearts of meny plus mine as you flaot to heaven and beond to god to all of you who lost a love one but their with god now in heaven.