We must always have old memories
and young hopes.

 

#31 HOPE

DNA holds the past
deep within
and will never let go.
Memories make us rich,
but there are things only cells
remember,
burning
with a spark of the eternal.
What made two grandfathers
and a grandmother
board onto a ship alone across the sea?

RNA, on the other hand,
ventures out courageous as
three teenage ancestors
bravely venturing forth.
Daily.
Every moment even.
Here returns our messenger
carrying hope
and renewal
feeding waiting dreamers
dreams to keep us eternally young.

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