A Poets Epitaph

Through words and rhyme I've weaved Through smiles and tears I've grieved But the greatest gift I'll leave Is my words that I believed Today I need some help From more than just myself So I know it won't be long For the day I hear my song Though I was briefly here My death I do not fear For I know I brought a smile Through my words, if for just awhile So if today is the day I'm gone I hope my words live on Then maybe my stay was worthwhile As I walk my final mile But as my life begins to fade I still wonder if I made the grade For my short brief time I lay-ed Is now posted above my grave