When you die and live no more;
Your eyes no longer behold the beauty of nature.
Your hands no longer hold your favorite cup of coffee.
Those left behind remember and embrace your legacy;
of empowering devotion and resolution to life’s problems.
You were the stars shining fiercely bright;
the pollen in the most beautiful flowers.
You were the reason birds sang and butterflies came;
the trees bear fruit such a sweet generous heart.
The lighthouse by the sea; guiding ships into shore.
You will be remembered as the instruments in a symphony!
Jasmine D. Parker ©