When I'm Gone
When I come to the end of my journey and I travel my last weary mile, just forget if you can that I ever frowned and remember only the smile. Forget unkind words I have spoken, remember some good I have done. Forget that I ever had heartache, and remember I've had loads of fun.
Forget that I've stumbled and blundered and sometimes fell by the way. Remember I have fought some hard battles and won ere the close of the day. Then forget to grieve for my going, I would not have you sad for a day. But in summer just gather some flowers and remember the place where I lay. And come in the shade of evening, when the sun paints the sky in the west, stand for a few moments beside me and remember only my best.
Author: Lyman Hancock
