Seeds may grow to blossom.
And fruits that came to us freely.
May go to feed the next generation.
The steppingstones of legacy
When it is time to die, we may discover.
That we had never fully lived,
Legacy inscribes as success or failure,
for others to follow what we leave.
Responsibility and influence
we place in the hands of others,
the principles that we embrace.
Become memories beyond our lives.
Each person leaves an inheritance.
And cultivate an awareness of existence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem