Kenneth Carver

I'd like the memory of me

to be a happy one.

I'd like to leave an afterglow

of smiles when my

life is done. I'd like to leave

an echo whispering

softly down the ways. Of happy

times and laughing times

and bright 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.