When I close my eyes and I
Take my last breath
When the angels gather 'round me
And I succumb to death
Will I be remembered for the
Good things I have done
When my day's are finally over
And the race I have won
Will people think of me
Or will they fade away
Will they be steadfast friends
Who remembered yesterday
What will I leave them
For wealth I did not obtain
Would they accept my undying love
Cherish it just the same
Will they hold me in honor
Deep in their heart
Knowing that somehow we'll
Never be apart
Will they still read my poetry
That is my legacy
Every word you read is the
Heart and soul of me
Will they remember the time's
I reached out my hand
Pulled them out of the cold
Helped them to stand
Will they think of me
When the cold winds blow
When there's nothing over me
But the glistening snow
Will they bring me flowers
To brighten up my grave
Will they sing me hymns of joy
Verses of Jesus Saves
Will they be just fly by night
Let my memory slip away
Or will they keep me alive
In the things they do and say
While we all might hope to leave a legacy behind, when we're gone, it doesn't much matter. What matters is that we live in the here and now - making differences in the lives of those we touch every, single day. I have no doubt that you will be remembered for the living angel you are, Linda.
Your Last Breathe In This World Irrelevant As In Eye's of (God) There Is No AIR, Only Place In His Mind Where My Hand(s) Of My Little Children Reach It To You_ In Blink Of Your Eye_
When They Tell You To Run With Them Do Not Look Back Ever Again_
In The Light . End Of Tunnel You Will See (Meet) Me,TRASK (Millions Of Little Children Waiting To Hug You)- Never Smile On My Face Not a Word Said Only (God)'s Tear's As They Now Come Down My Face Awaiting Your My Hug Welcome Into Kingdom Of (God)!
This Dear Linda, is outstanding...awesome in every way...and yes...I know for a fact, when your time does come, you will be remembered for your kind heart and the words you say.
Allen
Married ten years, and more in love than ever, Robert and Marcie have everything to live for. But a terrible secret is breaking Robert's heart: he knows that Marcie is about to die...
:)
John
Hugs,
Tami
Your Last Breathe In This World Irrelevant As In Eye's of (God) There Is No AIR, Only Place In His Mind Where My Hand(s) Of My Little Children Reach It To You_ In Blink Of Your Eye_
When They Tell You To Run With Them Do Not Look Back Ever Again_
In The Light . End Of Tunnel You Will See (Meet) Me,TRASK (Millions Of Little Children Waiting To Hug You)- Never Smile On My Face Not a Word Said Only (God)'s Tear's As They Now Come Down My Face Awaiting Your My Hug Welcome Into Kingdom Of (God)!
Your Friend, TRASK
Allen
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
Love Tinka
Heart and soul of me
With poems like these, you will be remembered!
your wonderful giving heart. Your Friend......Ron
legacy of some kind. Great write!