What will remain when we are gone, what memories will stay,
How will the world remember us when we are far away,
The treasures that we leave behind are often just a breath,
A moment in this world of ours leads to eventual death.
Yet when we leave a piece of us, an act, a thought, a dream,
Some words of true encouragement, are more than what they seem,
When we can look outside ourselves and touch another soul,
Our lives will be sufficient then to reach our final goal.
When opening up our hearts in love, our motives will be true,
Our tears and laughter will be shared in everything we do,
To live in true humility is not an easy task,
But when we do, we will be blessed with afterglow that lasts.