What will I have left behind
When I leave this mortal plane
That means a thing or two
To anyone – old or new
Images on photographs
That captured moments of my life
Now found in picture frames
That earns an occasional glance
Perhaps a smile on my children’s faces
A word or two on yellowed pages
Friendships that are not forgotten
That can bring a laugh over a beer or two
But most importantly I leave behind
My heart-with the one I have loved forever
So one day she may find
Her way back home to me
Category: Poetry