Ancestral Adjustments
The druid's laughing in my head
Awake enjoying new life
No fears no need of any dread
A pair of fools to entertain
Ancestral ghosts that yet remain
Reflective in my brain
As all my life I've lived to see
That they be ever proud of me
As now we turn to poetry
Responsible and free to earn
The daily bread of history
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2005
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