~Generations~

I saw a little baby, his Grandpa touched his cheek. The mystery of evolving time, seemed to fall upon my feet. This brand new generation, born into this world today, touched by the hand of experience, from times of yesterday. Grandpa touched this little baby, a new and wonderous sight. In each new glorious day ahead, he adds to this baby's life. Each new generation, is guided from up above. Hand in hand with elder generations, a deeply seeded love. Parts of us are left behind, in the ones who love us most. Which means we live forever, in a magnificent, magical host! Written by:  S. Matheson 9/29/2002