Poem written by my father some time after my mother's funeral. Suitable for a funeral or memorial service, religious or humanist. The music by David Warin Solomons is performed by Nancy Tyler (flute) and Suellen Primost (cello) and the words are spoken by David Better not cry for what has gone by: the erosion of time. the spilling of mind. Far better remember soft strokes of kindness, moments of happiness, Paling and fading. The fine weft of living: its intricate lace patterns unravelling, into the abyss. Try to remember the small subtleties we’ve done and we’ve seen in our time together. (c) Stanley Nicholls Solomons