Generations Past


Why do I search, Why do I need to Know
About these past generations of so long ago
What were they like and how would they feel
That eleven generations later wonder about them still

I am a part of them and they are a part of me
It took every single one to make this family
As I search for my history with each and every fact
I grow closer and closer to my generation past

When I came across a picture that was 100 years old
I look through all the faces and all the stories left untold
Like the man that looks like my son when I look into his eyes
Or the woman with her baby on her hip holding her head up high

As I search into the night, I feel myself grin
Maybe if I had met these people, we may not even be friends
But even if we weren`t, they are still important to me
Every one of them contributed to my `own` family

As my journey continues what a feeling I get
Knowing 300 years before me they stepped where I step
To some it may seem like a waste or too much of a task
But for me it`s a treasure to know about
My Generations Past


By Toby Browning
As a gift for
Carolyn Jividen Miller
©December, 1999