Perhaps it’s just the way life works. Maybe it’s the growing part of living that imbues us with strength. But sometimes it does seem a bit unfortunate that successive generations seldom learn from the mistakes of their predecessors. That’s why it’s so important that the young are willing to learn from their elders, and why we sure hope the elders are wise and willing to teach the younger.
In any case, this is one of the strange and fascinating parts of living. To grow, learn, and to look back. To realize that you are now the one that others look up to. It takes an individual of great patience and wisdom to look back through the years and see themselves in the eyes and in the mind of someone younger and less experienced. And it is the great honor and privilege of the grey haired, having lived and learned, to see that we were them.
We hope you’ve enjoyed this poem by Steve Lucas. You can find some of his other works on western lore and wisdom here. Once again we are extremely grateful that Steve has shared this poem with us so that we can share it with you.