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Grandma Climbed The Family Tree
There's been a change in Grandma, we've noticed as of late
She's always reading history, or jotting down some date.
She's tracing back the family, we all have pedigrees.
Grandma's got a hobby, she's climbing Family Trees....
Poor Grandpa does the cooking, and now, or so he states,
he even has to wash the cups and the dinner plates.
Well, Grandma can't be bothered, she's busy as a bee,
Compiling genealogy for the Family Tree.
She has no time to babysit, the curtains are a fright.
No buttons left on Grandpa's shirt, the flower bed's a sight.
She's given up her club work, the serials on TV,
The only thing she does nowadays is climb the Family Tree.
The mail is all for Grandma, it comes from near and far.
Last week she got the proof she needs to join the DAR.
A monumental project - to that we all agree,
A worthwhile avocation - to climb the Family Tree.
There were pioneers and patriots mixed with our kith and kin,
Who blazed the paths of wilderness and fought through thick and thin.
But none more staunch than Grandma, whose eyes light up with glee,
Each time she finds a missing branch for the Family Tree.
To some it's just a hobby, to Grandma it's much more.
She learns the joys and heartaches of those who went before.
They loved, they lost, they laughed, they wept - and now for you and me,
They live again, in spirit, around the Family Tree.
At last she's nearly finished, and we are each exposed.
Life will be the same again, this we all suppose.
Grandma will cook and sew, serve crullers with our tea.
We'll have her back, just as before that wretched Family Tree.
By Virginia Day McDonald, Macon GA
Two men were walking home after a party and decided to take a
shortcut through the cemetery just for laughs. Right in the
middle of the cemetery they were startled by a tap-tap-tapping
noise coming from the misty shadows. Trembling with fear, they
found an old man with a hammer and chisel, chipping away at one
of the headstones.
"Holy cow, Mister," one of them said after catching his breath,
"You scared us half to death -- we thought you were a ghost! What
are you doing working here so late at night?"
"Those fools!" the old man grumbled. "They misspelled my name!"
There can be many false trails in searching for parents of :
The Extended Family
There was a Mama and a Papa,
And a boy that was grown.
The boy wanted to marry
And have a wife of his own.
So he went to his Papa to get his OK
'Cause the girl was willing to name the day.
But his Papa said, "Boy, I have to say, No.
That girl is your sister, but your Mama don't know."
The summer went by and the winds did blow,
The boy met another girl and loved her so,
Again he went to his Papa to ask his advice,
And again his Papa said "No dice."
"Even though you say you love that girl so,
That maiden is your sister, but your Mama don't know."
Now the boy was sad and he hung his head,
Then he told his Mama what his Papa had said.
But Mama, she laughed and said, "Go boy, go."
"Your Papa ain't your Daddy, but your Papa don't know!" |
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