The Memory of Me

I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one.

I'd like to leave an
afterglow of smiles
when life is done.

I'd like to leave an echo
whispering softly down the ways.

Of happy times, and
bright and sunny days.

I'd like the tears of
those who grieve
to dry before the sun

Of happy memories
that I leave
when life is done.

~Author Unknown~