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Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: It's how you lived your life Was He a stand up kind of person ,,,,Or did he live his life as a Weasel ,,Always on the Dark side Always having a dark cloud overhead One scam after another We're not materialistic people !.!.!.We have our toys to play with the big boys That does not say who WE really are,, I want to know that my son was raised the right way ,,,With having respect ,,,Something this country has been lacking in a generation ,,maybe two,,,, And WHO do I trust,,,Again that's a short list,,,It's all about doing the Right thing being and playing fair And when pressed Standing up & not backing down when you believe you ar right ,,,,,You know your doing the right thing when others are talking about you,,,Behind your back >>>>,,,,I'm done,,,, You know your doing right by the company that you keep,,,,,,,,Www@QuestionHome@Com The wisdom I've left behind!. When life comes to an end, the material positions I may, or may have not, acquired will be passed to my children !.!. at which time they will likely throw half of it away, sell some, keep some only for their children to toss away!. However, the stories Ive told and the guidance Ive left will hold a tight chain and be passed for generations upon generations!.Www@QuestionHome@Com To me, when my life is over, I would like to be measured by the love I gave!. By the good memories that I have made with the people that I love!. The funny goofy things that have made people laugh!. The times when I was able to help out my fellow man!. Great question!.Www@QuestionHome@Com I am flawed, the same as the next man !.!.!. Oops sorry, I should say woman, and I hope that I am measured leniently!.Www@QuestionHome@Com I don't know - hopefully neither!. Www@QuestionHome@Com When Life is over, How Will they measure me!? My left behind is the same as my right But all the same, I don't think it right To go there with measuring tape Or material, fitting black crepe Where I take a whiz from What they account wisdom I only need fit the crematory Not become another story Our children have grown in their own life With what they got from me and the wife The outside measure of a man Is at most six by seven by three A box of ashes of lesser span Is how they may measure me Not by books, degrees!. or writs Teaching others to use their wits Daughters speak most lovingly Sharing what I've given them Grandchildren intelligently Sing the songs I've taught them These generations I hold dear Will carry on when I'm not here!. I hope to hand them a better world, Alas, it is not in my hands, They bear my banner unfurled Perhaps to farther strands!.Www@QuestionHome@Com |