Tell me stories.
Let me sit by your calves
as you think back on the past
and recall what made you
just what you are
and how you came to be here.
I would love to know the history
that brought us to the same place.
Offer me insight.
Please, share.

Provide the myths of your origins.
Give of the secrets
that built the identity
we know
and all the ones you’ve shed.
I want to hear your oral history.
Give it to me.
Tell me your tales.
I’ll listen,
I promise.
I want to
so very much
even if it’s hard to hear.

The difficult steps you took
to arrive may have been harrowing
but I want to know of each
and every one.