What Will Be Left Behind
As I live on in this world's endless time
Will I be able to leave something behind
When my end has finally come
And my last breath is all but done
Will the world sigh and say about me
It is now a kinder and gentler place to be
I would think there will be no bronze statues
In parks in the city grass lands standing true
And it will be enough when someone thinks of me
That it brings a smile to their face for all the world to see.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2017
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