I'd like the memory of me
to be a happy one,
and leave an afterglow of smiles,
when life on earth 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
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