When I Think of History
When I think of History, to me
it's a mystery.
You are taught, you learn, you
visit, you realize.
Still, you can only imagine.
Different dates, different times,
What happened in this world
before my time?
The blood, the sweat, the glory.
Individuals, revolutions,
resolutions.
Cultures striving, making
heritage
Life becomes history.
Recognition, realization
Understanding past historical
power.
History is action.
With conviction and
determination
For those who have gone
before me
And those who will go after me
and those who stand tall beside
me
I am the past and I am the
present.
I will be leaving my mark on
the future.
Leaving footprints in History!
Copyright © Denise Asberry | Year Posted 2014
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