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“When I’m Gone” by Lyman Hancock When I’ve come to the end of my journey and I have traveled my very last mile Forget if you can that I’ve frowned Remember only my smile…

Forgive unkind words I have spoken Remember some good I have done Forget I ever had heartache And remember only our fun…

Forget that I’ve stumbled and fumbled And sometimes fell by the way Remember: I fought some hard battles But had you at the close of my day…

Do not grieve for my going I would not have you sad this day But in time gather some flowers And remember the place where I lay…

Perhaps in the shade of evening When the sun paints the sky in the West Come stand a few moments above me Remembering only the best…

Happy All Souls Day! Feliz Dia de Los Muertos! Show your love by cleaning and decorating a grave! Gone but not forgotten <– It’s more than an epitaph! Our marigolds come up beautifully in November.

Marigolds are used to decorate graves.

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Posted by scribedscribbles on November 1, 2013 in Poetry and Poems and tagged All Souls Day, Dia de los Muertos, Lyman Hancock.

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