Welcome to my latest exercise in an attempt to reach my goal of being a prolific writer in 2022. So, in addition to writing 1 short story each week (Because Ray Bradbury said you can’t write 52 bad ones – challenge accepted!) I will be attempting to post an original poem each day in April. This is not going to be easy – I’ve not really written poetry since college. So, these will be thrown together each day and not very edited.

I can hear you now – sucky stories and bad poetry? Sign me up.

For more information about the blogging challenge, see http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/)

This poem was inspired by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer’s Rosemerry Imagines Her Funeral

I Want to Be Remembered…

I want to be remembered as the one who laughed first and loudest
As the one who found the silver linings rather than the rotten cores
The one who was the first person called to celebrate
Or mourn.

I want to be remembered as the one whose door was always open
As the one with comfy chairs and hot tea welcomed all to visit and be seen
As one who would see what was real
and what was only illusion
but still be polite enough to not call you out on it, but rather let you discover that yourself.

I want to be remembered as the one who encouraged during hard times
As the one who saw that there was a new day dawning soon
As the one who would remind that dark nights always end.

I want to be remembered, but to be remembered as I’d like
I would need to be who I want to be remembered as.
And I don’t have that kind of time
Because productivity demands I be always working, doing, making
And I want to be remembered for being.