" In the morning, when I am gone.
Don’t sit ‘round and mourn.
Just simply look up to the sun.

I’ll be looking right back at you.
You will all be okay without me, soon.
It’s not the end; it’s the start of a new bloom.

You will have better times than now.
Don’t reflect on the sad times, avow.
Think of the happy times, the years and vow.

I don’t want a bunch standing around my grave.
Straighten up and think of the happy days.
I’ll only allow tears of joy, be brave.

I will be right there with you.
I will keep an eye on you.
You teenagers better behave, I’ll be seeing your every move.

Every move you make on those nights, out late.
So, anyway, when I am gone in the morning, date.
Don’t be sad or mad, don’t hate.

Just look up to the sun, nigh
I’ll be looking back at you, wry
It was just my time to fly.
It was simply my time, goodbye. "

― Rachel Nicole Wagner , Yesterday's Coffee