My Ancestors Are Watching

My parents found the perfect way to make me behave on each step of the life I’m notching…they told me whatever I do good or bad to remember…my ancestors are watching. They said I am the product of many ancestors who were on this Earth before me…and how each ancestor is but one leaf upon our family tree. Wherever I go I carry the branches of my family tree…it’s how those who came before are watching over me. It’s been a rather easy way to keep my life in sync…because before I do or say anything, I ask myself….what would my ancestor think? I have felt my ancestors all my life…since I was a little boy…I have shared with them my sadness…I have shared with them my joy. No matter where’ I’ve gone in life…no matter how old I’ve grown…I’ve always had this wonderful feeling…that I have never been alone. Whatever actions I’m about to take…my reasoning is always the same… I want to honor those who came before me…I don’t want to cause them shame And I look forward to the day I get to meet my ancestors…and they get to meet me…when I find my branch and take my place upon our family tree. Where I can smile down on my great great grandchildren and the lives they will be notching…knowing from my place upon our family tree…along with my ancestors…I’ll be watching.