“To look back on each other from above”

Is only the beginning.

When our time is up

And our light is turned off,

We (c)an’t help but be forced to see our impact.

When we are above the soft, w(h)ispers of clouds

Laying t(o) rest,

We can only see who we were,

What we were.

Were we h(o)peful,

In(s)piring,

Loving,

Gentle,

Brave,

Strong?

Who are we when no one is around?

What is our testimony?

What is the summary of our life?

Who do we wish to see?

And possibly become?

Our life is measured by impact

The impact on people and the world

What mark will we leave behind us?

The world offers so much,

But what will we leave in return?

Our future is full of decisions

So we must choose

(Right.)