Weary am I no more,
my sight no longer fails.
Now I run in flower filled fields,
as above me a cotton cloud sails.
My stength renewed,
my heart free from woe.
I will run free forever,
and your love still in me glows
Fret not at my passing,
for in life you loved me dear.
I'm now with those who went before,
where there is nothing left to fear.