I wrote this 14 years ago around the time of my father’s death and thought I’d post it here in remembrance of David:
Generations
Generations move on through time, a train of humanity
Dropping off passengers, picking up new ones
The Old Ones, experienced and wise, leave behind their tales to be absorbed like
Clouds of cosmic dust by those who pass
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well done, you've given words to our thoughts.
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