This is an exploration of the bits of paper, both written and image, left behind by my family and what they mean to me. I am including here my family by marriage as well as my own ancestry.
Who are these silent strangers waiting for me to know who they are?
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
when is it too much?
when is it too much
shared memories, laughs and sorrows
etched by virtue of common parents
unbreakable bonds some might say
no thought of eternal tomorrows
trapped and loosed at will
like weapons of mass destruction
upon the unsuspecting sibling