Traces Left Behind

When I die

You’ll think I’m gone

But I won’t

You’ll hear me in the music

The same music I would sing to every day 

You’ll see me in the eyes of my friends and family

The people that I’ve touched

Whenever you see a dog

You’ll remember how I treated mine 

Spending time with them and loving them

Whenever you see someone with long hair

You’ll remember the times you ran your fingers through mine

You’ll see me in the moon

Remembering how much I admired it

I won’t be gone

I’ll be in everything you see and hear

I’ll always be here with you

Because there’s always a trace of me left behind