It is not invention, discoveries
Or Such
That live on in my name
Like the Amaranthine Flower that never fades
My love for them remains
The Future so they say…
Like a candle I must light them on their way.
The sons and daughters of invention they will be
My progeny
And....a marvelous contribution you've made! Excellent composition.
Good reminder. We all have something to contribute even though it might not be recognized, acknowledged or appreciated.
The poem touches me. I've reached a place where I feel like the possibility of children has passed. Uriah
You're a fine poet, a natural. I like your style. Another 10!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moriah, if you are not an accomplished writer, as your bio says, you have diguised it well with this lovely poem. I give it a 10.