In Ten Thousand Years...
Will anyone remember me,
In ten thousand years?
Don't we all wish they would?
Will anyone remember Thunder Pumpkin or Lotus in ten thousand years?
Hah! Will anyone remember Elvis and fried peanut butter and banana sandwiches in ten thousand years?
Will they petrify a pile of PBB's like pyramid stone?
They say Earth has another 900 million years of supporting life.
Like Kansas sang,
Dust, dust, dusty windy.
What *might* matter is the echo of our presence, faint as butterfly wings in a hurricane.
To quote an old friend,
Have a peanut butter sandwich.
Maybe fried with bananas.
I think love being the biggest part of my echo sounds good,
Dancing down the canyons of time.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 10/18/2024