And you will live on, I trust,
My lovely ones,
For lovely you are,
And I have loved you fiercely,
My strong young sons,
My delightful daughter.
You'll know I did not love
As well as I had wished, and yet
You'll know I loved the best I could.
When I have gone, as go I must,
May echoes of my imperfect love
Birth joyful melodies in your souls.