As with any genealogy researcher, I wished I could ask the unanswered questions that emerged in my family's history. We all wait too long.
Before You Are Alone
I sit quietly, patiently, out of the way,
You’re too busy to ask,
Too bored to listen.
Please see me as a whole person, not just an old person.
Look deep behind my eyes,
Beyond the wrinkled and sagging and spotted face.
See a person who lived your life in another time.
Playing, going to school, falling in love, raising a family,
Wars and depression, turning points, hard times, glad times.
I am a resource to your life,
A living witness to a history of a time -- mine.
Please let me search my softer memory and tell you my stories.
Someday in the dark corner of the attic, you will turn to ask,
And you will be alone.
For now, I will sit quietly, patiently, out of the way,
Ready to answer the questions, that nobody asks.
Have a nice day!
Sam
1 comment:
Interesting that you wrote this years ago! You have incredible foresight.
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