The Cherishing
If we leave,
we in turn will be left behind.
Some call it growth
some call it the karmic path of life.
We used to care for our elders
now there quickly tossed aside
to live alone in bluish silence
or with indifference by their side.
They have a million stories and lessons
behind those opaque eyes...
nobody cared enough to cherish wisdom
so, it was buried by winters' tide.
If we leave,
we in turn will be left behind.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2024
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