Come touch me, child.
My withering skin comes to me fast.
It wont be long until I'm gone...
And much I have to share,
To give and remember still
Will collect like dust and fade away!
Come sit with me today
And connect this link
That should not break or rust ignored!
Keep this moment stored within you...
And pass this treasure on!
Come touch me, child.
This ancestor wants nothing better
Than to leave you with the keys
To unlock your wealth...
Whenever you are in doubt
Or left in search to find an identity,
You must keep proud and flaunt about.
Come touch me, child.
I will not let you wander in darkness!
Come touch me,
Before my light is turned out.

Lawrence S. Pertillar

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