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It is indeed a desirable thing to be well-descended, but the glory belongs
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| We are the story tellers, the bards, the druids of
the tribes. We hear the calling of those who went before us as their path leads to ours. We yearn to discover their stories, to know each and every one of them. We search for their graves, their histories, and an understanding of their lives beyond cold statistics. We connect to a past rich in history and hardships, loves and losses, glories and gains. We understand ourselves as we understand them, the same genes, the same features, the same family. We honour them and bestow our respect to their memory, for their bones are our bones, their flesh is our flesh. We record carefully all that we have unearthed, learned, discovered, understood and surmised. Then, we pass the torch of knowledge and heritage to our children, our grandchildren and their grand children. We are the story tellers, the bards, the druids of the tribes.
Anne Stevens |
DO NOT COPY OR USE MY HAND DRAWN TREE.
USE MY POEM ONLY WITH MY PERMISSION AND ACKNOWLEDGEMENT OF THE AUTHOR.
Notes by Anne for those who read down this far and are interested
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