I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles.
When days are gone,
I'd like to leave an echo, whispering softly
Down the ways of happy and laughing times.
I'd like the tears of those who grieve to dry before the sun,
As happy memories linger on when days are gone...
The memory of me...
© Copyright: Карина Ремизова, 2010
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