Three Generations
Three Generations
She stands in the
middle strong and filled to the brim with knowledge,
She keeps their
feet grounded, never even breaking a sweat.
She stands the
tallest and holds herself the highest,
She is who they
look to for courage.
She smiles a bit
smaller; but she is the happiest of them all
The eldest of
three generations.
She stands on the
left her arm around the reason she is here,
She has wisdom
but is still learning, so she is able to pass it on.
She steps forward
every day, never looking back,
She knows the
ropes but is not afraid to ask for help.
She has lines
from the never ending laughing, and a smile that make her eyes squint almost
closed,
The middle of
three generations.
She stands on the
right, immersed in the love they send to her
She has little
experience, and much less knowledge, but strives to make them proud.
She is smallest
of the three; though she is ready to fight every battle she faces,
She will however
run to them when the waters get too rough.
She smiles the
biggest, not knowing what is in store for her, but hoping for the best,
The youngest of
three generations.
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