It's Hard It is hard to realize, but it is true that our battle for the prize must go on without you. You left us, yes you left us and this we can't undo; and while you cannot come back to us, we're glad we can come to you. They tell me that the records will show, that you died the other day, but from the record I can show, you just went away. We will miss your sweet and quiet spirit, as you helped other on their way; and gave your heart, no debt anyone could ever repay.