I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one, 
I'd like to leave an afterglow of 
smiles when life is done. 
I'd like to leave an echo whispering 
softly down the ways, 
Of happy times and laughing times 
and bright and sunny days. 
I'd like the tears of those who grieve, 
to dry before the sun 
Of happy memories that I leave 
When life is done.