Crossing au naturale We lose our parents Then we loose each other, And I pray my children Go not before me And wait >Our grandparents Have departed So many years before And it has become Increasingly difficult To recall the Visions Of their presence ... >Aunts, Uncles, Cousins and Friends Like leaves in the autumn Drop to their resting place One by one .... Sometimes aided By a strong wind, A pouring rain Or perhaps fatigue ... Or perhaps, >When I look back Over my shoulder At what lies behind me, I am aware Of the Words... The words I spoke, And those I did not, Or could not, For I was busy and preoccupied. Doing things, >So now I find myself Relegated to writing poems, Some contemplative, Some reflective, Some infused with my sorrows, Some my pains, Some my joys, Sone my hopes, And a myriad upon myriad Of dispositions I wish to revisit, And those I never had a chance, Or never took the time >But considering how i was reared up, The thing more important That the cast aside dreams, The achievements and failures Is the hope, The hope that I will see you all once again For that eternal embrac
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