Does death claim us all in the end

Wrapping  round its’ dark tentacles and stealing us away?

Or is life ours to leave?

To leave behind our Essence in the footprints of others hearts

To leave behind our smiles, our joys, our hugs, our wisdom

And our friendship

To leave others with an everlasting memory

That springs up at odd times

At a smell, a place, a thing, a thought

The joy of life that we all share

Surpassed in death and in the imprint we leave behind