In the rising of the sun and in its going down, we remember them;
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of the winter, we remember them;
In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them;
In the rustling of the year and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them;
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them;
When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them;
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them;
When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them;
So long as we live, they too shall live, for they are now a part of us as we
remember them.