Shirley Ann Clark

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.