This is a rather belated poem for a thursday promp from 11-15-2007

A lot of things came to mind in thinking about "In Memoriam," that brought all sorts of emotions out. My mother recently sent me poems that my now deceased grandfather had written from long ago, and it was magical to read them, and see another side of him, and to realise how old he was when he wrote them. It brought to mind dreams I've had where I'd find presents in shipwrecks, or abandoned mines that had my name on them, and then I'd realise that someone from the past had the foresight that I'd one day be there.

So of all oddities, I decided to write a poem to my children-- Of which there is none at this point-- about who I am, and a little about what I believe in. Here's hoping I actually find a wonderful woman to marry, to have said children. And here's hoping they find and read about what their father was like before they were born. (Here's hoping they never find my FA account!)

This one might seem a little strange, not knowing me personally, knowing where I come from, or what kind of family I have, but eh, have a go at it, if you like.