A grandson once asked, “What did great-grandpa believe?
What were his prayers? What gave him his hope?
His grandson replied, “He had family preachings:
I hid in the coop; to miss his sermons – my hope!”
A grandson once asked, “What did great-grandma Aline like?
What made her laugh? What were her dreams?”
Her grand-daughter replied, “There were 9 children,
A farm to be run… how could she dream?”
A great-nephew once asked, “Why did they travel so?
What did they see? Where did they go?
Their niece replied, “They went all over,
Staying with each relative… saving their dough!”
Who were these people whose bloodline I share?
What made them smile, what job was their task?
So many questions I wanted to know…
Now only silence… no one had asked.
This blog is in response to the “You Capture” photo challenge – “Silence”.