Epitaph

 

 

This old heart is getting weaker, and my steps have gotten slower

My mind still has many idea's in it's coffers

Many memories have left me, but the best remain

I set and wonder what did my life offer

What will my legacy be when six men are walking with me

When they lay me down just what will others have thought of me

Will they remember my song,  and pass it along

Or just hum a few bars, and act like they knew

I hope what they will remember of me

Is for them to write their own little song

Sing it loudly like they want to be heard

And to follow their hearts no matter how absurd

Trust in God, mankind, and their hearts with a passion

And remember that love does last forever, and resonates

In all living things.  This is not the end I know that for sure

So save me your stories, yours songs, and a place in your heart

It might be so long for now, but dear ones it is only a start.

 

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

I believe that we all at times ponder our worth, and what our mark is on humanity. Have we made a diference, have we touched a life in some way that is not ever know to us?
As we walk the halls of life, we pass through many doors and in each, there is something that we may retain to use to grow, or to wallow in our own self pity. We must decide how we are going to use that which we have learned.
I like this.........
Very well done!
Sheila

[Mr. Lopez]

I have to agree with sheerpoetry...the lines "Will they remember my song, and pass it along
Or just hum a few bars, and act like they knew" Really stand out . Great lines through out . There is a no frills personal touch to your style that all your readers can relate to. Excellent !!!

Mr.Lopez

[sheerpoetry]

the line "will they remember my song and pass it along or will they hum a few bars and act like they knew". Very Powerful, Very Inspiring. thanks for the review too it was a nice welcome to the writers cafe.

[Jeremiah Medina]

This is a good one. It has a nice flow. Wanting to be remembered, not just forgotten thats something we can all relate to. We all want to leave something of ourselves here. Something to prove we actually were here, we existed and that it didnt mean nothing. Life is short we only get so long, and we all want to make it worthwhile. I really like this piece. Its a keeper definately. Thanks for the review awhile back and thanks for the read.