Janet Elizabeth Hill

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 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.

- Helen Lowrie Marshall 1954