One day I was having a conversation with my son
And I mentioned to him how things were done
When I was younger, lived in a different country
I had to explain to him complex politics and history
He was intrigued more than I expected him to be
He was eager to know more of my history
As I tried to go back further in time I realized
I did not know my family history, I was surprised
That I had never asked my elders about their memories
Now it was too late to hear some of their stories..
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Once this realization hit, I decided I would find
More from my mother, ask her to rewind
Her life’s experiences, get to know
How life was for her five and six decades ago..
I resolved to document her stories in some way
For my future generations to discover them some day
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One thing in our lives we should explore
Is our family histories, we should be more
Curious about our origins, we should ask in a manner proactive
Our parents and grandparents their narratives
And preserve them in some form for future generations to know
Because where we are from affects where we may go..
Passion...unbridled 