A Guardian Watching Over You
Poem By alexander holmes
From the time your eyes opened and the bright sharpness of sunlight hit your senses and you inhaled your first breath. You have trod in the footsteps of your ancestors on the path set out for you by nature. A path fraught with danger, decision enemies, allies-good and evil. All these things you will learn and accept.
How you deal with them is your own doing; we can only mould your shell. What you absorb deep down is what your true personality will be. Untill then, taste forbidden fruits; push the perimeters of life to their limits.
You will experience deaths many guises and be burnt by danger and taste fears bitter wine before the worst-a broken heart, no one true will disagree.
And when one hundred winters have passed you will look back in old age at your path in life, at all the tears, all the joy, all the trials that you have endured and enjoyed and smile content with the knowledge that your guidance was stemmed from love-freedom and an unclouded, unsupressed insight into life given to you by the ones that will always watch over you in this world and the next.