Olive Berkon

Jan’s mum, Olive, passed on six years ago today. We still miss her.

When I must leave you
For a little while
Please do not grieve and shed wild tears
And hug your sorrows to you through the years
But start out bravely with a gallant smile
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same
Feed not your loneliness on empty days
But fill each waking hour in useful ways
Reach out your hand in comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you and hold you near
And never, never be afraid to die
For I am waiting for you
In the sky
— Helen Steiner Rice

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