Beyond to one’s heir

I loved his mother, my aunt,

Who had done a lot to me,

But I failed to care about him.

I loved her father, my uncle,

Who had done a lot to me,

But I have no contact with her.

I loved his father’s mother,

Who was my mother’s mother,

But I chose to ignore him.

One does good thing to some

So that they would take care

Of one’s heirs on one’s exit.

Gratitude must not die with one

But travel to one’s heirs too.

25.08.2008