Friday, July 18, 2008
Legacy
When all that's left of me
will be small reminiscences
fragmented in others minds
I hope they'll be the ones
that carry laughter
and happiness
the fun
and sunny days
the tenderness
and love we shared
instead
of the tears
and the rain
©2008 Fenny
17:35 Posted in Shards Of Life | Permalink | Comments (7) | Email this | Tags: poetry, life, death, legacy
Comments
I sure hope so soon. I'll remember your poetry. :D
Posted by: Noah | Friday, July 18, 2008
Oh Noah ... even if you don't see it right now ... you still have so much to live for and so many sunny days ahead ... don't let the rain keep you from that!
Posted by: Fenny | Friday, July 18, 2008
Fenny,
One thing I am positive of in your case is that long after you are gone, your legacy will include wonderful poetry.
Posted by: Scott | Saturday, July 19, 2008
Thank you Scott ... you're too kind!
Posted by: Fenny | Saturday, July 19, 2008
No, just telling it as it is.
Posted by: Scott | Sunday, July 20, 2008
More than anything else, don't you think, we as poets want that legacy? Not fame, not fortune (that's for certain!), but to leave pieces of ourselves for someone to discover, to make them smile, laugh, or even cry.
Beautiful, Fenny.
Kat
Posted by: Poetikat | Monday, July 21, 2008
I have been meaning to leave a note here - letting you know how much I enjoy reading your work from time to time and when I read Legacy it brought me to the realization that we often neglect to tell people things we have on our mind because we always think there is tomorrow. A bad habbit to get into. So, thank you for allowing us the enjoyment of these words you magnificently use to build images and emotion.
Best~
Michael
Posted by: Michael Wells / AKA Stickpoet | Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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