remember the after glow of smiles
bright summer days
laughter whispering softly
an echo of life's path
let those who grieve
dry your tears my dear
on soft rose petals
left behind as I rest when life is done
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
1916
My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends-
It gives a lovely light!
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