Stephen Michael Wayda

After Glow

I'd like the memory of me,

To be a happy one.

I'd like to leave an afterglow

Of smiles, when life is done.

I'd like to leave an echo,

Whispering softly down the ways.

Of happy times and laughing times,

& bright and sunny days.

I'd like the tears of those who grieve,

To dry before the sun.

Of happy memories that I leave behind

When my life is done.