young is old whilst old be young , we marched the deserts suffered the cold starved to win we are old , we survived lack of food when budgets tight we walked for miles when the car broke down we worked in cold or hot to pay the bills we are young , ancestors to current both endure the same at different times in lifes fate, yet share a tomb or the pillow at night as tommorow will bring a new light
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
rerading a book on my gg grandfather and the resemlance of his life to mine and how much we are alike but in different times
your so right but back then their broken down car was a dehydrated horse. i guess the only thing that has been time tested is our good old walking feet.
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