What Measure?

by William Spell

What measure of my life do I impart?
What legacy is left when I depart?
Some men claim glorious deeds to their name;
Some say uplifting words will bring them fame.
Of words and deeds I could securely boast,
But 'tis not these you should remember most.
Some build a fortune, accumulate wealth,
Still others may sing of their robust health.
Art--that's it!--He made the mundane divine.
But none of these things should you say are mine.
Some men, great thinkers, are known as well schooled;
Some men are more stately, who empires ruled.
What measure of my life do I impart?
Say that I loved you with all of my heart.