I Was Never Here Poem by Bill Grace

We make an impact, not in the lives we leave, not in the memories we make, but in the words we leave behind. Our words are immortal. Once they are penned to paper, they live past the mortality of our being. So while you might not think you were ever here, or while no one might acknowledge your existance while your on this earth, maybe someday someone will know that you were here, and that you were profound. Great write, short but meaningful

Speaking volumes my friend....Never hide your words..they say so much