A Rare Seed Grown
by Steven Craig
A long, good life
is always remembered for all that was given
shared
nurtured
beloved
Nothing can ever make living more worthwhile
in any remembrance
than all the value that others place
on what one's life has been.
Few things matter in that life,
few things indeed,
not the wealth,
not the property,
not the collections,
not the stacks of gold.
There will always be the happiness
the care
the beauty that one life has to offer
all others that lends it a noteworthy point
on an endless curve of existence.
With such examples,
all the bleak and dark things pale
to insignificance
and are soon forgotten.
With such examples,
each of those
such a life contacts
are made whole,
happy,
content in a world that is otherwise
filled with uncertainty.
Gifts of time are as rare
as the sweet peaches of winter,
so is the last rose of summer.
06/24/2006
