I revere my elders, the ones that suffered and paved a path for me.
I trust my elders, the ones that take me under their wing and see themselves in me.
I hold onto their rough and tired hands, that saw years of labor and hardship...so that I may always have their guidance.
I appreciate my elders, as they share their stories, histories, trials, successes, failures, knowledge, and truth...even from beyond the grave.
I love my elders when they nourish me, quench me, and feed my soul.
I will protect them for their leadership and advice that helps me navigate my future.