Progenies United Poem by Marjorie Foster Fleming

You sat on either side of me.
Your ages ten and twelve.
Through generations that separate, passed the essence of our soul
To bind us one, to one, to one...in spirit strong and free.
You sat on either side of me,
When I was seventy six.
With rapid pulse, I searched your faces for reminders of myself,
To bind us one, to one, to one, for progenies to see.
You sat on either side of me,
Age did not matter then.
Caught in fierce, racing, time, you did not know I kissed you silently,
And bound us one, to one, to one, for all eternity.