Looking past and long ago
trails of names come trickling down
down they come
through the annals of time
their names defined
neatly arranged, in staggered lines.
Forgotten lists of greats and grands
silent, as their memories stand
in the past, immortal bands.
Family trees are carefully writ
down into the logs they go
mothers, fathers reap and sow
bearing children, they bestow
offspring issued in straight rows.
Trailing...
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