The End

How will you see my life at the end
Will you see me as helpful and kind
As one on whom you knew you’d depend
Or someone erased from your mind
Will you think of me and remember some purpose
Some time that I helped you through Hell
Or will you recall some moment of weakness
I may not have handled that well

Will you stop to think of moments in sunshine
Or times when the storm clouds appeared
Will laughter and joy be a resounding headline
Or the thought of me bring you a tear
I know that I’ve tried to conquer each challenge
And bring my world closer to light
But I am a realist and know that great damage
Can breed if I wasn’t quite right

When you think of me, I hope it is fondly
But if not, I am sorry and sigh
For if there’s one thing I know that is certain
It is far too late at goodbye
For once at the end, there is no going backwards
No do-overs, fixes or mends
Yet, I remain hopeful my final day beckons
Remembered by all of my friends