Mark Ray Guillen

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 sunny days.

I'd like the tears of those who grieve,

To dry before the sun

With all of the happy memories

That I leave when my life is done