by Abigael30 Jan 2014
Our ancestors are remembered
in the laughter, the joy and tears
of our children and their children's
children. Their spirit dwells
somewhere in the attic of our brains,
in long spiral chains of knowledge
that start back in pre-history. Even
if we try, we can not break away.
for we stand on their shoulders
lovingly launched into our today,
we have learned from their failures -
reap the benefits of their success.
So forge a strong link, sprinkle
stardust on our seed, our children ;
that in the horror and the esctasy
of life they will shine through.