"TO BE REMEMBERED"
What Is the worth of a man or woman, who will
We are born Into the world, this place we call
Stranger's are we as to each other we first see,
Becoming a family as we grow with the years
As an Individual how do we judge ourselves
In the mirror of time,
A time to be born and as the clock ticks we have
Our day to be gone.
Am I a good and decent man who shares a smile
With a stranger,
A woman so kind and generous that her own pain
Is not shared.
To be remembered by those who are loved In
The greatest way,
To know that In their heart's lives a place
For you always.
We came Into this world with no promises of
That special love was not given to us so that
Alone we could not love.
Selfish are the ones who wish unhappiness to
Those who are happy,
Letting go or saying goodbye Is a gesture so kind
Of the heart.
To be remembered for a smile, a hug, or a
Listening Ear is of worth,
To be judged Is not of any loved ones fore we
Judge Ourselves with
The truth that rests In our heart and souls,
To be remembered Is to be good and decent, kind
A good person, man to woman.
It is always good to be reminded of what is important in life. The curse of the poet to point out the uncomfortable truth!
Thanks for your thoughts.
That is absolutely fantastic. Thanks.
Thanks so much for reading.
On Sat, Mar 6, 2021 at 3:23 PM keithgarrettpoetry wrote: