Genealogy Poems

Summation of My Genealogical Quest

I am looking for a person
His name is unknown
My list of possibles
My gosh it has grown.

He was born somewhere
That is a fact
It's the exact location
That I seem to lack.

His mama and papa
moved around alot.
They never stopped moving
Until their final plot.

He had kids galore
a wife or two
Her maiden name
I just wish I knew.

He pops up here and
sometimes there,
And he stays for a while
Then moves somewhere.

He was last seen
heading west
Accompanied by neighbors
on the very same quest.

His descendents are curious
And want to know...
who Sarah is....
And where did Mary go?

by a frustrated Colleen Kirby

Grandma's Family Tree

They think that I should cook & clean and be a model wife.
I tell them it's more interesting to study Grandpa's life.
They simply do not understand why I hate to go to bed,
I'd rather do two hundred years of research work instead.
Why waste the time we have on earth just snoring & asleep?
When we can learn of ancestors that sailed upon the deep.
We have priests, Rabbi's, lawmen, soldiers, more than just a few.
And yes, there are many scoundrels and a bootlegger or two.
How can a person find this life an awful drudge or bore.
When we can live the lives of all those folks who came before.
A hundred years from now, of course, no one will ever know.
Whether I did laundry, but they'll see our tree & glow.
Cuz their dear old granny left for them, for all posterity,
not clean hankies and the like, but a finished family tree.
My home may be untidy cuz I've better things to do,
checking all the records to provide us with a clue.
Old great granny's pulling roots & branches out with glee.
Her clothes ain't hanging out to dry, she's hung up on the family tree!

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