~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 |
