Vera Laverna Margolis

After Glow

I’d like the memory of me

to be a happy one.

I’d like to leave an afterglow

of smiles when the day is gone.

I’d like to leave an echo

whispering softly down the ways

Of happy times and laughing

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.