When I am dead and gone,
My name will still live on.
For I leave behind a legacy,
Of love, kindness, and bravery.
In the hearts of those I've touched,
My memory will be clutched.
Stories of my life will be told,
By the young and the old.
My name will be whispered,
In admiration and respect rendered.
It will be etched on stone,
As a reminder of a soul known.
I may be gone from this world,
But my influence will still twirl.
For the good I've done will last,
Long after my time has passed.
So fear not, for I am alive,
In the hearts of those who strive,
To be like me, kind and strong,
When I am dead and gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem