3 years ago. May 14, 2020 at 5:50 AM
How can we know,
As we set of on our call,
What future has ahead,
Will it end when reality comes and falls
Imprisoning our lives in shells.
As I look at you I know,
Like the steel bird that above glides,
It cannot compare with your drive,
The explosive power inside.
You helped me climb my oak tree
Stretching for the stars,
To guide me down a path,
You know I can just reach Mars
As adventurers we wander,
On to branches me may have missed,
You always gave assurance,
Of success with the withys twist.
A confidence that never wavered,
Ensured that we continued to climb,
Now we sit in contemplation,
As we sit amongst the vines.
Briefly we express our gratitude,
As we look beneath our feet,
At others starting their journey,
That one day we shall meet.
