Not "How did he die?" ßut "How did he live?"
Not "
What did he gain?" ßut "What did he give?"
Not "
What was his station?" ßut "Had he a heart?"
And "How did he play his God-given part?"


Not "
What was his shrine?" Nor "What was his Creed?"
But "Had he befriended those really ín need?"
Not "
What did the piece in the newspaper say?"
ßut "How many were sorry when he passed away?"


Was he ever ready with a word or good cheer.
To bring back a smile, to banish a tear?
These are the Units to measure the worth
Of a man as a man, regardless of birth


When my life has reached its very end,
And I take that final breath;

I want to know I've left behind
Some "good" before my death.


I hope that in my final hour
In all honesty I can say;
That somewhere in my lifetime,
I have brightened someone's day.


That maybe I have brought a smile
To someone else's face...
And made one moment a little sweeter
While they dwelled here in this Þlace.


Lord, please be my reminder
And whisper softly in my ear,
To be a "giver", not a "taker",
In the years I have left here.


Give to me the strength I need
Open up my mind, my soul,
That I might show sincere
compassion
And love to others before I go.


For if not a heart be touched by me,
And not a smile was left behind,
Then the life that I am blessed with
Will have been a waste of time.


With all my heart, I truly hope
To leave something here on earth...
That touched another, made them smile
And gave to my life, worth.

Beauty of our friendship

 

Updated 10 June 2000