My Children - my reflection
My Children- my reflection
By Tony DeLorger © 2011
My children tend my patch of life,
and carry on the lineage, the history of my being,
and those before me.
They follow with the traits of long lost souls,
evolving and expanding the well of DNA,
and expounding the talents that have endured time.
I look back and can see where it has emerged,
now in a new shell, revitalised and virile.
Where it will go, I shall not see,
but for now I can watch my own,
their children and maybe even beyond.
I will see likeness, mannerisms and temperaments,
all mixed into new life, a spring exuberant and unrepentant.
I’ll listen to their music, their souls ignited by passion,
and I will revere their triumphs, be the last one clapping.
I will be there to wipe away their tears of pain, of happiness,
and share the delight of family, a beer, a chat and a hug.
They are my reflection, reworked, and embellished.
What they see, the seeds of their beginning,
ages before them, and slowly fades from life,
as they rise to empowerment in the grand cycle.
I so love to recognise my family in all of us,
our sense of humour, our love of laughter,
our support of one another.
In life I wish them all love and happiness.
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