A poem for my parents and children to come.

7 Generations each way.

A short life,
it may be
we come and go, you see…
 Swim in the streams
7 generations before us
shared their wealth and dreams.
To live is to honour
what has passed
and what is here
remember the ancestors deep heart wish
that we can live without fear.

7 Generations to consider
our words and actions
- our footprints in the sand
to our childrens', childrens' children
we deliver this land.
We only have now
 to sow future seeds
the next generation pays
for our acts and deeds.
So wake up
and sing sweetly
to the earth we give
so the families to come
can happily live.