Wednesday, 30 July 2008

Returning - Lesley Prentis

©2008 Lesley Prentis
Starter was: “In the light of distant civilization he could see his ancestors stir in the totem…”

I no longer stand straight and tall
I now lean a little more each year
Eventually my light will fade
And I will lie
Embraced by the land
Where my end will come
In slow decay
Returning to the soil
That which gave me life.

My children have moved on
To new lands and new homes
Remembering dimly
The stories of our ancestors
Theirs and mine
In time they will make new stories.

1 comment:

Al_Ar_Bee said...

Stunning! Hard to believe that you were not allowed to edit this. It is polished without polishing.