The journey is long, it comes from the past
Bringing us truth. Bringing us Lore.
Not all of us hear it through the noise of our days
And some only quiet as it seeps through the haze.
But hear it we must if we intend to endure
To survive into the future ...
To take each day and make it more.
Our young look up to us every day
Needing us, to show them the way
This is our journey into the past
Giving us today so we can make it last.
Feel the Truth and know it is yours
Take it in and remember the Lore!
Cheree Stokes ©️ 23/12/2020
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