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Welcome To Our Poetry Page
It seems our Memories and Poetry Page outgrew itself!  Members have been so good at sending poems that we've added another page just for them.  Please continue to send your favorite poems - we'll find room for them!  We still want your favorite family stories and memories as well - they'll be posted on a page by themselves.  E-mail them to me and I'll post them for you. 

                                                                                        

 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
So many 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
Submitted by Marianne Green

                                                                                    

MY TREE
I wonder if I will ever see,
The top of my family tree.
A tree whose trunk is kind of thin,
There is only me from which to begin;
A tree filled with those that went before,
To find their names, God's help I implore;
I climb to reach the top most branches
In hopes of learning about my ancestors;
Up and over many a branch I've explored;
Only to find they lead to many more.
Searching old microfilms
is done by fools like me,
But only Our Ancestors
can make a Family Tree.

By Linnie Poyneer
Submitted by Marianne Green

 

IKK - Cyber Community

While searching on the Internet,
I found a site to see.
It's managed by two sisters,
Who enjoy genealogy.
With much love and affection,
They created a community,
And named it Illinois Kinfolk Konnection,
For friends and family.
Now, this friendly little cyber land,
Has grown considerably.
It grew from two sweet sisters,
To members, over one-hundred three.
On July 14, 2001, they drove to Tennessee,
For a new experience of meeting new friends,
All hooked on genealogy.
The love and thirst for knowledge,
to learn more of our ancestry,
Has brought five members together,
via the Cyber Community.

....Written.by: C. Llance
(after meeting with Maggie, Margaret and me in Tennessee July 2001)
  

STRANGERS IN THE BOX

 Come, look with me inside this drawer,
In this box I've often seen,
At the pictures, black and white,
Faces proud, still, serene.
I wish I knew the people,
These strangers in the box
Their names and all their memories
are lost among my socks.
I wonder what their lives were like,
How did they spend their days?
What about their special times?
I'll never know their ways.
If only someone had taken time to tell
Who, what, where, or when,
These faces of my heritage
 would come to life again.
Could this become the fate
of the pictures we take today?
The faces and the memories
someday to be passed away?
Make time to save your stories,
Seize the opportunity when it knocks,
Or someday you and yours could be....
The strangers in the box.

Author Unknown,
Submitted by Raylene Lam
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Elusive Ancestor
I went searching for an ancestor. I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned. He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to take the Census.
He always kept his luggage packed, this man who had no fame.
And every 20 years or so, this rascal changed his name.
His parents came from Europe. They should be on some list
Of passengers to the U.S., but somehow they got missed.
And no one else in this world is searching for this man.
So, I play genea-solitaire to find him if I can.
I'm told he's buried in a plot, with a tombstone he was blessed;
But the weather took engraving, and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks decided to keep records.
No Family Bible has emerged, in spite of all my efforts.
To top it off this ancestor, who caused me many groans,
Just to give me one more pain, betrothed a girl named JONES!


~by Merrill Kenworthy~