Hold the passing thought
Within your mind's palm
And dwell upon it at your leisure
...Until you know its spell.
And bring forth the age-old memory
And search it with your mind's eye
And dwell upon it at your leisure
...Recall it wholly, deep and well.
Hold the instant in its moment
And turn it every, every way
And dwell upon it at your leisure
...Until it's carved upon your soul.
...And may your passing thought be prayers
each bright and clear and well-thought
of happiness for all men, and peace...
and health for those you love.
...And may your most lasting memory...
be of our love and friendship
and of the good, good times
that we have had together.
...And may each instant in your life
be filled with miracles and not with strife
and may the moments that you know
not be too fast nor too slow.
...And may you live and in love grow
until you fill and overflow.
...And may your bright love ever shine
until it matches even mine.