He is gone (Gedicht)
We can shed tears that he is gone
or we can smile because he has lived.
We can close our eyes and pray that he'll come back
or we can open our eyes and see all he's left.
Our heart can be empty because we can't see him
or we can be full of the love we shared.
We can turn back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or we can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
We can remember him only that he's gone
or we can cherish his memory and let it live on.
We can cry and close our mind, be empty and turn our back or we can do what he'd want: smile, open our eyes, love and go on...
Based on the poem **Remember Me** by David Harkins (*14.11.1958)