I learned that Ethel wrote poetry, and the family handed out booklets of her works. Here is the one they read at the service that had everyone reaching for a tissue.
When I Am Gone
When I am gone and you walk alone,
Know that I am near
To share those special moments
So do not shed a tear.
When you see a rainbow, a gay butterfly,
Or see a hummingbird flitting by,
When you walk through the falling
Of huge flakes of snow
Or hear rumbling thunder, then you will know
That I am close beside you
Smiling in delight.
Then turn and share this moment
With someone you hold dear
So smile with me and share my joy
And wipe away a tear.
Good-bye my friend. Keep an eye on us from heaven please.