Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
Posted on July 16, 2018
by KJ Eastwick
My mother was a legend She did not get distracted She researched all the families And created the family tree. When she was sick and dying She got a promise from thee To keep on researching The rather large family tree, Some years have…
Category: life, PoetryTags: family history, family tree, Poetry
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In his/her/my own time and space. A Maori word created in 2017