Probably what we got married to -
Beatles - Here Comes The Sun
Leonard Cohen - Hey, That's No Way To Say Goodbye
And cheesy as it sounds, I'd like this poem:
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die.
I love that bit in bold.