Weep Not

Dawn’s cold light and summer’s warm rain
Have both touched me inside.
I have heard my friend’s laugh,
And I have seen my friends bleed.
It is enough and now I go in peace.

I go not quietly, nor gently into that good night.
But I go content and with little regret.
For I have lived and I have loved.
I cannot ask for more than that.
I have lived a lifetime, like all people born.

Do not cry for me.
Instead, think of this:
I have made you happy, I heard you laugh.
I regret I cannot do it again.
When you think of me, please smile like before.