A Product

A product of our past,
our culture, our experience,
our genetics, our time,
our geography, and
circumstance, good and bad.

A product of the dreams
we shape, and construct,
of the work we will do,
and our passion and effort
and wisdom we gather.

A product of the helping-
hands, the stories we are
told, and the love we’ve
been shown, as well as,
the chances we embrace.

We get to a place and
time to reminisce and we
know with weight of reflect
it is ourselves who own
the product of this life.

One thought on “A Product”

  1. Lovely and very true.

    I have fashioned a catchphrase along the same lines of your poem:

    Wisdom = paying attention while life happens.

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