Joel E. Fitzpatrick

I'd like the memory of me

to be a happy one.

I'd like to leave an afterglow

of smile when my day 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

behind when my day is done.