The mark we leave
Author: Unknown
What will be said of me when i'm gone,the thought has oft crossed my mind
Will they say"she was greedy,selfish, and mean?" or will they say"she was gentle, and kind"?
I wish to make a mark on this world,if only to touch but one soul.
To take the hand of a lost, lonley person, and help them from broken, to whole.
When i think of all we do in our lives, to make a good name for ourselves,Then in the end we are to our loved ones..but a picture that sits on their selves.
So i want to be special to someone, who when i'm gone will leave such a mark.
When memories of time spent with me,will be something that comes in the dark.
I don't want my life to be in vein,cause God has a purpose for me,
If only to be a very dear friend, to one as precious as thee!
So think about what will be said..when your not alive, but when your dead.
For the mark we leave on those around us,
Will give our ilfe,meaning, and reason, and purpose!!
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
It always has been something that hurts deep insideof me. I think of how easy it is to forget those people that once were such a huge part of our lives.Im brought to mind my own dear mother, my nana,how much i loved them,but rarley do they cross my mind.Maybe it's Gods way of helping us move on..
Comments (9)
Maybe, but we do feel guilt for not thinking often enough, I think it is a way of avoiding the understanding of our own fears over mortality, nice poem
Rob
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