You asked: How would I want to be remembered?
I answered: Like the sky remembers a star that dies
By continuing to see its light
Shining hope through the darkness
and being wished upon by
Those who don’t know the difference
I wish for my spirit to live on
Through being in all I have created
For I have loved and been loved
and that is all I ever needed
I loved this post. Losing a daughter at 14 and then a husband has drawn me once again to the power of poetry. It is all.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you. I am so sorry for your loss, sometimes there are no words. I’m glad if poetry can help our broken hearts.