Margaret Joyce Munson

I'd like the memory of me

to be a happy one,

I'd like to leave

an afterglow

of smiles

when life 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

When life is done.