Turn Again To life
If I should die and leave you here awhile
be not like others sore undone, who keep
long vigils by the silent dust, and weep.
For my sake, turn again to life and smile
nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do
something to comfort weaker hearts than thine.
Complete those dear unfinished tasks of mine,
and I perchance may therein comfort you.
– A. Price Hughes Mary Lee Hall