I was feeling a bit down today.
Becouse I was missing my second father tese day's.
It's the first x-mass without him.
But my mom reminded me of a little verse I wrote for his cremation ceremony.
And in perticaly this part.

A person is gone when we stop thinking about them.
They are memories, priceless like a rare jem.
In ouhr hearts is were they stay.
So we can see them, night and day.
The power of love, in witch we belive.
Can be misguided, and like a desise.
But when we use it, like we where thouht.
And use it wisely, and a lot.
This wasome power, that we all share.
Can do great things, night and day.
If you listen close, we hear the voice.
And you will make the most wisely choice.
You will never be alone, and it's just the start.
We will see ouhr love ones, just listnen to you heart.

(this is the english version of the verse. I had to change it a little here and there. But it comes down to the same thing.:
Love is a graet power. Even if we lost ones we loved so dear. they will always be with us. even death can't tear apart love. So love is the greatest power.)