The
Memory of Me
Author Unknown
I'd
like the memory of me to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow of
smiles, and memories of fun.
I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down
the ways,
of special times and everyday times, of bright and sunny days.
I'd
like the tears of those who grieve to dry in the sun
of the happy memories
I leave, when my life is done.