The Miller Page




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.
Beware of the choices at crossroads you make
with each twist and turn,  you decide
someone’s destiny and fate.

Written for me by my sister, Susan Horn Hammond.
This poem may not be used or reproduced without consent from author.
   Susan Hammond, 1999


Due to some wrong information on some of my pages, I've taken down all of my geneology pages.
I have left my photo pages as well as my memorial page to my father and brother.


Old Family