The Senior went out saying, "Junior, see my mine"
And did not return,
Day after day, many days passed,
One day the Junior became the Senior
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The generations go on with new for old. I like the way you have structured this poem with a message for the world.
Days after days pass. We see only. Remembering senior's return is amazing and interesting. This poem is wonderfully drafted and shared.10
One day the Junior became Senior! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.