It’s all I can do. Leave some great poems.
I see it as my legacy; my ’gift’.
On the page; on the internet; showing,
And giving the reader a thoughtful lift.
It will probably amount to nothing
in the future when I have disappeared.
But it gives me pleasure imagining
that they stay around, and may be revered.
Even if only one were to survive,
and that be without accreditation,
I would be happy that it stayed alive,
a tribute to my imagination.
As I do them, I know they’re meant to be
a bequest, by me, as my legacy.