I’d like the memory of me,
To be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow,
Of smiles when my days are 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,
I leave behind ,
When all is said and done.