"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
To know that In their heart's lives a place for you always.
We came Into this world with no promises of everlasting
That special love was not given to us so that alone we
Could not live.
Selfish are the ones who wish unhappiness to those that
Letting go or saying goodbye Is a gesture so kind of
To be remembered for a smile, a hug, or a listening ear,
To be judged Is not of any loved ones fore we judge
The truth that rests In our heart and souls,
To be remembered Is to be good and decent, kind and
A good person, man to woman.