A Bloodline Gone

“A Bloodline Gone”

 

The winter wind blows clutching at the fiber of life

Griping to the bone with beauty deep

Hammering the world with death complete

Giving room for the life of the seasons to come

 

The mantle is tuft with frills of times past

Virtue is foremost to the viewer whose love is chased

Wondering why their image is not on the mantle too

Has life pasted him by so soundly?

 

The harvest of one’s life can be provided for

With each season a life grows older

What is to come of memories now out of mind?

The times we grew together as a family

 

From times meager pace the family grows apart

The glue once holding together regret

Now moving beyond anyone’s notice

Generations not recorded; a bloodline gone.

 

G.D.Gregory (The Bard),  December 2007

Reviews

[Valentine]

How true,,thankfully I know the history of both of my parents families back to where they originated from..I wish all families would save picture etcc. to show to the next generation with stories of who they were and their relationship to us..My husband is a second cousin of Sgt. Alvin C. York..the one thay made the movie about..history can be wonderful to hear about if we only listen..Nice one..Kathie