Remember Me
To the living, I am gone. To the sorrowful, I will never
return.
To the angry, I was cheated, Butt to the happy, I am at
peace,
And to the faithful, I have never left. I cannot be seen,
but I can
be heard. So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a
beautiful sea,
remember me. As you look in awe at a mighty forest and its
grand
majesty, remember me. As you look upon a flower and admire
its
simplicity, remember me. Remember me in your heart, your
thoughts,
your memories of the times we loved, the times we cried, the
times
we fought, the times we laughed. for if you always think of
me,
I will never be gone.
Poem by Margaret Mead
