My Legacy

I stand on the shoulders of my ancestors,
my predecessors holding hands that creates
yet another rung to a ladder of great strength,
A ladder of surmountable length.

This ladder built from flesh and bones long gone,
from a pride so strong, a love so far reaching that
surpasses conventional teachings.

Though alone I may stand, alone I will never be,
As I forever carry my ancestors with me.
Just like they have lifted me I will one day
do the same as my legacy.

by Cassandra Boyd

Comments (1)

wow....... this poem is amazingly beautiful........... i love it. thanks, keep writing Athena *** words will change the world ***