Grandfather's Heritage

When I enter my darkness
Of eternal night,
I'll leave behind
A flickering light,
My little ones,
Bounced on my knee,
Told them old tales
Of life's sweet mystery,
They'll be my heritage,
A part of me,
Where I'll live on
In memory,
Long after
I've ceased to be...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2006 Alfred Charasz