holding on to something we've never been acquainted with.
word to mouth, we were told of her beauty.
we see the tears she causes those who still remember,
not knowing if its pain or the ache of a distant hope.
like soldiers,
we are willing to carry on the fight our parents lost.
by memory,
we extract courage to walk the paths many have fallen on.
with love,
we are determined to restore her dignity.
be patient my love.
the generation that was passed on your silent pain shall, with the will of God, restore your calm.
