The following poem was presented to this site by Paul’s daughter, Monique:
When I am gone, release me, let me go. I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears. Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love, you can only guess how much you gave to me in happiness. I thank you for the love you each have shown but now it’s time I traveled on alone.
So grieve a while for me if grieve you must, then let your grief be conforted by trust. It’s only for a while that we must part. So bless the memories within your heart.
I won’t be far away, for life goes on, so if you can’t see or touch me, I’ll be near. And if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear all of my love around you soft and clear.
And, then, when you must come this way alone, I’ll greet you with a smile and a “Welcome Home.”
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