The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
                                                                                                                            Harriet Beecher Stowe

" I found myself within a dark wood
  Where the straight way was lost..."
                                                   Dante Alighhieri

Bat

Dark night flyer, lift me higher
Realms of life where loved ones go,
That I might find joy mind to mind,
My heart hurt less.  I miss them so.
Teach me that death can hurt much less
If I accept it as no end,
But see it true, just another view
Of life continuing round a bend.