An antiquity of our time
lived through the ages
like a mason jar
filled to the brim
with old, stained memories
was a century worth living
More than just an observer,
He helped shape the world,
like a carpenter with his plane.
He was a living book
of history,
experiencing events I've
only read about.
Left a legacy
with not only
what he built
with his hands,
but within the very
hearts of everyone who knew
him.
YOU ARE READING
Here's to...
PoetryHere's to the readers, To the dreamers, The child within To the heartbreakers And the risktakers To those that try something new Here's to the lonely The forgotten, The one who doesn't know what to do with themselves To the one searching for somethi...
