Break out the crystal for Daddy is dead,
     long gone some decades ago.
Now in Heaven with Mom and Mark,
     Mary and all those others we mourn.

Except we don’t; instead we think of them live
     keeping us going with memories of wit,
gorgeous creatures who lit up our day,
     those we miss most until we get there.

Long life is good, memories sweet,
      bitter too for what might have been.
Nonetheless, raise up your hearts and a glass
      for those who’ve gone before,
                    never alone.