This poem from Constance Jenkins resonated with Karyn 24th February 2012

Weep not for me though I am gone into the gentle night. Grieve if you will, but not for long, upon my soul's sweet flight. I am at peace, my soul's at rest, there is no need for tears. For with your love I was so blessed, for all those many years. There is no pain, I suffer not, the fear now all is gone. Put now these things out of your thoughts,in your memory I live on. Remember not my fight for breath, remember not the strife. Please do not dwell upon my death, but celebrate my life.