When I was a child I asked my Grandfather too many questions
Mostly about life.
And one day, I asked him a very strange question and I said;
After the world is gone
After all the towers, all the cities
All the buildings have fallen
Do you think there will be any of us
Anyone any -thing left?
My Grandfather, looking a bit bemused,
Took another smoke from his pipe
Exhaled and then quietly said
There will always be 3 things left
And they have always remained the same
And of course,
There will always be