When I Have Gone away

I wrote this poem during a brief illness

You'll read this poem
From time to time
When I have gone away
Buried far beneath the snow
But a memory in your mind
I wonder what you'll think of me
Had you been a friend or foe
Or were you told the tales of me
Passed down by those I knew
Revealing stories of my life
Sweet tragedy it was
Or will you hear it straight from me
Through the pages of my poetry
Reliving moments of my life
From the darkness of my mind
I wonder if you'll weep for me
Curse those who took
The very life from me
Or will you wish that I was here
So you could tell me
All the ways you care
You'll read this poem
From time to time
When I have gone away
Buried far beneath the snow
Still etched upon your mind
Living for eternity
Through the pages of my poetry