None can replace the one forever gone;
Photos and letters are no substitute.
To live in past, the bereaved is prone.
To his grief, memories do contribute.
Let him live the old days in solitude;
They give him a solace that none else can.
For him, no philosophic platitude.
The sermons do not help a lonely man.
A word of sympathy, a gesture kind,
A kiss on cheek so gently implanted,
A knowing heart, an understanding mind,
Is all that by a bereaved is wanted.
The kindness that he can be truly shown
Is, ‘leave him with his memories alone’.
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