"TO BE REMEMBERED"

 What Is the worth of a man or woman, who will 
 Judge,
 We are born Into the world, this place we call 
 Earth.
 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 
 Everlasting friends,
 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 
 And generous,
 A good person, man to woman.

                                                                                                              Keith Garrett