Alexander left the world with hands that were bare
And so, my dear, will we
For to carry on the treasures we gather
No one has yet found the key.
What will go forward for us
From the day we were given birth
Are the good deeds showered on others
And the name that we earned on this earth.
So let us ensure it is good
And ,if needed, over a new leaf, turn
For the legacy that we will leave behind
Will define the name that we earn.
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safina (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Amen!
so true, dear poet
(indeed, deeds of vanquishing feats
may appeal to youth's vehement ideals
but, wiser heads
do realise, it be those small gifts
in life, that reward us
our most meaningful mementos
and curate, with every choice made
the echoing legacy's of worth
in those footprints, we leave behind...)
yes, age does bring wisdom, as you have pointed out eloquently, through this lovely powerful poem
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