Jason Antonio Boulware

I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one.

I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.

I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways,

of happy times and laughing times

and bright and sunny days.

I'd like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun;

of happy memories when I leave when my life is done.