I think this is how my Bro would like it. I’d like the memory of me To be a happy one. I’d like to leave an afterglow Of smiles when day 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 I leave Behind – when day is done.