Lay down, sleep sweet, it's over now,
no pain or fear for you.
Furrowed lines gone from your brow,
nothing more for you to do.
Your smile is still and ethereal,
your hands no longer fretting.
No more for you this world's speel,
but I won't be forgetting.
That once upon a long ago,
You lived, oh you lived, my friend.
I can still hear your laughter you know,
it comes to me on the wind.