A Constant Reminder Poem by Maymay Marie

When a young age came,
Terrible tempest waves and storms sailed,
Roaming in different directions,
A constant boat made them moved.

Strangers we have met as beset by caves,
Unknown daily took to their plates,
Leaning in the feeding made the hands,
The memories told how they moved.

Throughout the young age, a reminder came,
To help them walked daily and food met,
They at first did not recognize,
Not yet until later somebody told.

The greenery the young turned,
Told them about the hand that led,
They did not call obviously not yet,
Until somebody told in time.

Playing, talking, roaming, stories learned,
In the little nest that surrounds,
In the greenery, a river, lakes, and trees,
Made the young age memorable in a lifetime.

The majestic mountains brought a smile,
To the hearts and in their minds,
Made the talked of flowers and stories,
Flowing water was just a walk made them laughed.

Then the foundation went home, finally,
Brought smiles to their lonely home,
At last, the laughter filled,
In needs, filled the hearts, smiled.

The cries and joys went abroad,
Revealed that foundation came aboard,
To story was a decision made,
In a lifetime, it helped.

The hand that guided them,
Brought sacrifices, making their needs met,
A comfort, a flame that surpassed
The storms that filled once.

Years went by fastly,
The hand that helped constantly reminded,
That life was a wonderful journey,
In storms, it stood, in pains, it healed.