Life's Legacy.

The Sun was bright and the air was crisp, as I began my walk,
When midst the tinted bramble leaves, I spied a dry dead stalk.
My mind recalled past spring and early summer days,
This selfsame spot with glorious Foxglove blooms ablaze.

My heart was sad as here I mused upon the glories gone,
Of scenes of grace and beauty which once I gazed upon.
How like one's life, filled once with circumstances fair,
But as the years have fled, assumed a much more sombre air.

I searched around that lowly spot, once filled with song and hum,
Where now it seemed to me, decay and loss had come.
And lo, down there a path of tiny Foxglove plants so healthy,
To make another spring and summer day as equally as wealthy.

My heart was cheered, my step revived, I took up my walk again,
My thoughts now filled with hope and not with loss and pain.
Praying that in the future here below, filling my vacated place,
My offspring, noble, true, will fill this spot with heavenly grace.

F.C.Barnes. ©

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