Afterglow
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.
The Way
She walks above the lights of time
Above the earthly roar
And clasps in love
And joins the hands
Of the ones who’ve gone before
And lingers but a little while
Her fingers poised to wave
Before she enters
Through the door
That goes beyond the grave
Her memory stays where spirits fly
Her soul is ours to touch
To hold to Hearts
That keep the bond
To the one we loved so much.
