You'll find me at the old sycamore, waiting!

Don't despair, be jovial and live everyday as if it was your last, for tomorrow is not promised!

I imagine that's what you would say 

In this earthly plane or perhaps the next

Alas! You are no more so my imaginings of you are all I have left

Of which I hold near and dear

Until we meet again 

I'll be waiting patiently, watching over ...

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