4g's Poem by Angel A. Lockwood

I stand on the shoulders
Of three generations.
My generation, is the fourth
My ancestors prayers and
Perserverance coupled with sound wisdom
Helped to open doors and
Lifted me as many others
From the bottom
Known as the floor
There's a purpose
For each generation
A silent vow
A desire to do
Somehow
At least,
Just a little
More
To go higher
To dig deeper
To search and explore
Now the three
Prior generations
Have gone
To a better place
Yet their truths lives on
Their victories are lefted,
is to admired and
To be shared
Their courage
Is as wind
Beneath my wings
Their strength
I shall forever adore
All of the above
Is what I
Term as
Generational Bonding
Genuine Love