When I am dead,
I hope the words etched
Above my head
Describe how I inspired others.
When they reminisce,
let it be with love
I wish to have left wisdom
in my living.
When stories are told of my antics
may I be painted the heroine.
Let them say with a hearty laugh
that I made them smile.
I pray that when I am gone,
I have left the mark of friendship.
A spark of kindness
and a bucket of joy.
I hope that people
hold me in high regard.
May my light
shine with every recollection.
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