I Won’t Be Here… I’ll Be There

Colors of My Life

I Won’t Be Here… I’ll Be There
By Gloria Faye Brown Bates

If I die, would you notice if I were gone
Would you see the empty space I left behind
Before things shuffled, filling it in

Would you miss the sound of my voice
The brightness of my smile
Could you possibly… miss ‘me’

I only mean something to one person
One person in this world
Everyone is gone, even my only child

Sometimes, I wonder when I already know
That some people would really care
Some would shed a tear or two

When I die, it will be a private affair
No one will need to come to see my body
I don’t let anyone come to watch me sleep

Sleeping is a personal thing
Dying is personal, too
I don’t want anyone to come stare at me

No one needs to know when I’m gone

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2 thoughts on “I Won’t Be Here… I’ll Be There

  1. You have touched many lives hun! 🙂

    No person truly ends until all the good they have done is forgotten. 🙂 ❤

    Love and huge squishy hugs! 🙂


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