Through pages and memories I look for the past,
to find my ancestors of old at last.
Old photographs found faded with time ,
is there a resemblance in your face and mine?

Dredged up memories from elders of old
stories of sadness and happiness unfold.
I retrace the footsteps of those gone before
and each person found opens another’s door.

Untold secrets, forgotten to be quiet,
come forth with my search in mornings light.
Wonder to yourself if those yet to come
will be proud of your works once they are done.