The truth is we inherit
the deeper shifts of life
to stand beside our parents;
to birth what they have vowed.
This thunder of our being,
will light the way and yet,
be joined in childhood dreams,
which stand sad and erect.
Beneath soul’s broad umbrella,
excuses shelter long, until
we brave the rain of tears;
reveal what we’ve become.Umbrella, deeper, inherit, excuses, stand, become,
thunder, childhood, joined, vowed, shifts, light


About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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