A Short Life Poem by The Phoenix

If this is a goodbye, then the journey is short.
Am a sojourner, a stranger and wanderer.
The little life I had lived is of no regret.
Although, no monument has been dedicated to me.
How I hope the journey is long?
Who am I to ask?
I think I have touched a soul, so my name will not be forgotten.
I have loved, feel pain, joy, and happiness.
I have lived a satisfactory life.
This goodbye is not a goodbye.
It is to say I have done my part.