There is no softer sound
Than footsteps that are leaving
Nor pains the very soul
Of those left here now grieving
No gentle fall can ever be
Than tears of real grief and pain
Eyes blinded, that they never see
Those marks upon a pillow stain
Love has left emotive sense
But know the strength of gain
Deep affection so intense
shall the memory always retain.
And in truth you know this
Then look to the heavens above
Bathe in the light of knowledged bliss
For you have known real love.
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