Wendell Berry: Leavings


I tremble with gratitude
for my children and their children
who take pleasure in one another.

In our dinners together, the dead
enter and pass among us
in living love and in memory.

And so the young are taught.


The candle glow of silver, passed down by those now gone. But remembered.


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