Predecessors of Time
Is legacy a state of mind
Or is it actions one takes...
Thoughts one might have...
To better comprehend...
What those whom they predecessed
Failed to find?
Is a golden legacy more like music or wine
One can last forever
Where the other disappears
…One sip at a time?
When you feel you can take no more
Close your raging eyes and drift back in time
Then you will hear the “Piano Man”
From days that were Yore
And he will remind you...
"For you, there is even more!"
Take another sip
Hear another heart ringing sound
But never let your memories be...
A simple fading glimpse
Just like another swirling...
Dust in the Wind.
October 11, 2008
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