Ancestors and Me

My life just didn’t start when I was born
It is interwoven with those who have come before
Many people make up who I am
Some I have met but for a few short years
Others have been gone long before I am

From far-away lands they came to be 
Looking for a better life for them and me
From all kinds of walks in life were they
But yet each has made an impact in some way

As my hair could be curly or straight
My eyes could be as dark as the night
Or as blue as the sky
My skin could be light or dark, 
Or any shade in-between

My genes are what my ancestors gave to me
Whether it be shaping the country
Or shaping me
Their journey continues even in me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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Haywood Avatar
September 17, 2026 at 4:45 PM
There is so much grace in how you articulated a feeling that is usually so hard to put into words. The quiet hours of dawn often bring out our deepest truths, and you turned that raw longing into something breathtakingly human. Beautifully written. - Chris
Davis Avatar
May 6, 2026 at 2:12 PM
This is exceptional. I see myself in each word. Thanks.
Daniels Avatar
April 26, 2026 at 9:51 PM
A very wise poem about standing on the shoulders of our ancestors. An excellent articulation of generational influences. I enjoyed the bit about we could have any physical characteristics. You have a strong title and a strong end line. The content is logically set out. Well done, Linda. Be the Light., Ghairo.
Galyo Avatar
April 21, 2026 at 3:58 AM
Beautiful and wise poem.Very good outlook on life! Thank you, dear Linda!
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