To some people we exist as a memory. Hopefully it brings a smile.
To others a constant. The one whose always there.
To many a number, just to have enough.
To several just a name, meaningless on a list.
To a few your existence is everything and you may never have known it. Which is such a shame.
And some, never heard of you but your life influenced all of their existence.
So when you wonder why you're here or what's the point. Someone out there knows, even if it's not you today.