Mother, please don't mourn for me; I'm still here, though you don't see. I'm right by your side each night and day and within your heart I long to stay. My body is gone but I'm always near I'm everything you feel, see or hear. My spirit is free, but I'll never depart as long as you keep me alive in your heart. I'll never wander out of your sight-- I'm the brightest star on a summer night. I'll never be beyond your reach-- I'm the warm moist sand when you're at the beach. I'm the colorful leaves when fall comes around, And the pure white snow that blankets the ground. I'm the beautiful flowers of which you're so fond-- The clear cool water in a quiet pond. I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring; The first warm raindrop that April will bring. I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine, And you’ll see that the face in the moon is mine. When you start thinking there’s no one to love you, You can talk to me through the Lord above you. I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees, And you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze. I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep And the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep. I’m the smile you see on baby’s face. Just look for me, Mommy, I’m every place! Butterfly Memorial poems Hope you are well Naveen, We all miss you!

You are never far from us. This I know.

All Is Well Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped into the next room I am I and you are you Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, Speak to me in the easy way which you always used Put no difference in your tone, Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household world that it always was, Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It it the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? All is well. Henry Scott Holland We all love you and miss you very much Naveen!