Rounding Up the Family
It really seemed so simple
When I was just a wee girl
Just ask a lot of questions
And then their secrets would unfurl.
I always had a notebook
And a pencil, nice and sharp
If I didn’t get good answers
I tended to scowl and harp.
My father didn’t understand
Why it was so important to me
To find out all the details
Of those I’d never see.
Mum was far more tolerant
Of her little nosey daughter
She’d longed to find more family
Though her Dad didn’t think she “oughta” !
I had lots of lovely notebooks
Thanks to an Aunt who understood
How much I loved all stationery
And use them all, I would.
Later, compiling family history
Became a daily task
Am I finished yet? You’re kidding
You know better than to ask!
© Crissouli 30 Aug 2021
Love this!!
ReplyDeleteThank you..
DeleteAh Chris! You've done it again! Just fabulous. I'm going to print this out and put it up on my wall. Just in case, people are foolish enough to ask :)
ReplyDeleteWow, I'm getting my work hung in public! 🤣
DeleteGlad you like it Alex, thanks for the comment.