I grew up with Seuss and Silverstein
Roahl Dahl and Robert Frost
I live with Maya
And I run with Nikki
Sandburg he's always whispering
Hemingway holds my hand
And Shakespeare keeps on reaching
I cannot escape the Wilde's
or the Fitzgerald's
and it's rare that I try

We do not die alone
We die
With our memories intact
and personality strong
Those who made us
and those who shaped us
They are always holding on