Anthony W. Pahl

GIFT OF YOUTH

My tears of sadness are…
interrupted…
by your glistening words of hope,
For you are indeed of the present
… and the future.

When our time doth finally arrive,
we who are now old
can rest in peace
with the grand knowledge
that the legacy, of which we are part,
has been transferred to steady hands
and strong hearts.

With love
and a prayer of resounding joy
This old man
(and once strong warrior)
thanks you for remembering