Red like wine

This spot of blood on my finger holds the key to my life thick red like wine above all others mine, countless generations come together to make me what I am what I can be and what I might be for none of us belong to ourselves, the phrase no man is an Island springs to mind but politically incorrect in this modern times, those before us have lived dreamed shared love, felt sorrow made mistakes and achieved goals but finally passed on so others might walk the path, so this drop of blood may mean nothing to you but for me it is all my ancestors holding my hand giving me cuddles when I am down and patting me on the back when I achieve a goal, who am I the sum of all what could be better.![|640x480](upload://2eMuwRxeg1eoIkwOXEje4H3NoFG.jpeg)

The picture above is my legacy

You have a beautiful legacy.