When I’m Gone

Today I went to the memorial service for a childhood friend of mine.
This beautiful poem was on the back page of the obituary.

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When I come to the end of my journey
And I travel my last weary mile,
Just forget, if you can, that I ever frowned
And remember only the smile.

Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
And sometimes fell by the way.
Remember I have fought some hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day.

Then forget to grieve for my going;
I would not have you sad for a day,
But in summer just gather some flowers
And remember the place where I lay.

And come in the shade of evening
When the sun paints the sky in the west,
Stand for a few moments beside me
And remember only my best.

irene elizabeth warner, jr.

The family would like to thank everyone for their prayers, sympathy, and cards of condolence.