Posterity

Today is pioneer day. Both Travis and I had ancestors that came over to the Great Salt Lake. I'm thankful for their sacrifice and I always wonder how I would have handled being a pioneer. I don't think I would have done so hot. The theme for our family reunion was remembering our posterity and the treasures that they left for us. I learned over the weekend that Travis' dad writes poetry. I have no idea how I didn't know this;) He wrote this poem and I wanted to share it so that hopefully one day my girls will read this and get to enjoy it. I will eventually get to post about our trip but I still don't have my computer so it will be coming soon;)

The Old Oak Tree

Once there stood an old oak tree

filled with acorns plump and round,

a majestic sight for all to see

its arms upright as though toward heaven bound.

Through summer heat and winter storms

it stood so straight and tall

giving love and protection to everything

all creatures great and small.

But came one winter cold and dreary

and with it wind and snow

and though it had stood for many a year

weak and weary its trunk did grow.

On one bleak and blustery day

it groaned and fell to earth.

and with its passing we felt the loss

of a friend we had known since birth.

When winter had passed there came the spring

with its warm and sunny skies,

and there stood a forest young and strong

right before our eyes.

Our dear old friend whom we had thought

we nevermore would see

was with us still vibrant and young

clothed in the robes of posterity.

Like the mighty oak are we

standing tall and straight

and when our lives on earth are done,

we'll pass through heavens gate.

But here on earth we'll be remembered

and live for evermore

through our lives of those we blessed

and the posterity we bore.

By: Gordon R. Millett