I've been thinking a lot about loss and mourning the past few days and I've been recalling a few verses.
The first is from Jimmy Buffett:
According to my watch the time is now
Past is dead and gone
Don't try to shake it just nod your head
Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On
The second is:
I dream of Golden Days of past
Forever days I thought would last
Days in which my soul would climb
Days that worried not of time
Days in which my love was cast
Days that ended all too fast
I dream of ending all my sorrow
I dream of Golden Days tomorrow
Sail on, Tom Chaney.