No remembrance of my great grandfather,
Who bequeathed us a mansion.
No gratitude to my
grandfather,
Who fed us with sweets and
coins.
No goodwill to my
grandmother,
Who left us with cash and
vessels.
No gratefulness to my mother,
Whose jewels and things we shared.
No love and passion for my
father
Who lives somewhere.
I would join their caravan
But with memories of
Being remembered by
My children and their
children
For what I will have left.
31.05.2004
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