Forgotten

I will soon be traveling far away,

To a strange and distant shore,

Far across the rolling seas,

To be gone for evermore,

Could it be this journey,

Filled with hopes and fears,

Could ever be concluded,

Without its share of tears?

This one last life earned trip I take,

As take it you know I must,

For this shell that I have traveling in,

Must soon return to dust,

If I am remembered in any way,

Please let it be for this,

The poems that I write these days,

Will not go amiss,

Will I be forgotten,

As many have before,

This question will be answered,

When I reach that distant shore.

(c) BAM