He’s been tracing his tree;
thinks finding this missing link
is like winning the lottery,
hitting the jackpot.
He’s tracked town records and ancient papers,
found numerous greats in a number of places
(during multiple major events). Can document them
(names, dates, births, weddings, deaths)
over a dozen generations, while I
can barely see past three.
Still, we know more.
Our DNA proclaims us cousins.
All we humans – along with wildlife & creatures:
beasts & bugs, shrubs, flowers & trees
(mayflowers, bleeding hearts, redwoods,
wolves, apes & honeybees)
are children of one mother.
Everyone I know and all the friends
I’ve yet to meet.
If you can’t see eye to eye
with your relatives nearby
befriend a distant cousin.
Family is wherever you find it.
Written for 2014 April PAD Challenge: Day 20 – A family poem: