I have come to the end of my trail and walked my last weary mile. Forget when I frowned and remember my smile. Forget unkind words and remember the good I have done. Forget the times I stumbled and remember all the fun. Forget your grief for my leaving and don't be sad for even a day. Remember to gather some flowers and come to the place where I stay. Visit in the shade of the evening as the sun paints the sky in the west. Stand a moment beside me and remember only my best.
