~~My Mother the Genealogy buff~~
Mom at work
Mom and Dad
Mom a couple of years back
Mom's kids yesterday
This page is made with love to my
Mother who love's Genealogy
and any thing that has to do
with yesterday.
I'm searching back, searching back
For my own ones
Back to know, know from where
Came my old ones
Do you really know who you are
or where you came from?
Revisiting The Past
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Dreams of days of long ago
Life always will reflect
Thoughts of love of yesteryears
Sweet memories perfect
Thinking of these special years
With innocence of hearts
Finding joy in dressing up
We each had special parts
Bride in such a pretty dress
Mother serving tea
A little baby in the chair
Abundant love of three
Happy times of life to share
When worries were so small
Just a day to pass away
This pleasure we recall
Oh for days of youth again
To play our make believe
Sharing love within our hearts
A blessing we retrieve
Forever with a child's sweet heart
These gifts are ours to share
With love and joy reflecting days
Our united hearts compare.
~ Francine Pucillo ~
Šused with permission
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Pucillo's
DEAR ANCESTOR
Your Tombstone stands among the rest;
Neglected and alone.
The name and date are chiseled out
On polished, marbled stone.
It reaches out to all who care
It is too late to mourn.
You did not know that I exist
You died and I was born.
Yet each of us are cells of you
In flesh, in blood, in bone.
Our blood contracts and beats a pulse
Entirely not our own.
Dear Ancestor, the place you filled
One hundred years ago
Spreads out among the ones you left
Who would have loved you so.
I wonder if you lived and loved,
I wonder if you knew
That someday I would find this spot,
And come to visit you.
---Author Unknown---
