To Nathaniel from a Survivor

Little fellow - all of two years,
Cautiously playing with words,
What is your future - little man,
Where are you going, who will you be,
Will fate be kind to you?
There's a rough world out there,
But you'll cope, you'll cope,
You have the survivors' blood in your veins,
Those tough, old birds who survived
The pogroms, the wars and the Holocaust,
I know, I know - I'm your grandfather.

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz