What do you have that would remain
behind to explain the person
you were? The books you
read or the places visited? What
would family and friends say regarding
your character, honesty or faithfulness?
Is there something you’ve accomplished
that would convince them to hold you
in high esteem or just a shadow
once removed?
What we do or have done becomes our
legacy; some remembered, others forgotten.
You are a postage stamp in daily transit.
A fingerprint left behind.
We all pay a price to be remembered.
What’s in your heart?
Roger Singer 