Beauty Of Our Family History

Beauty Of Our Family History short poem

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Open Imagination flew from my hands
bringing sunlight into play

Rapture of fire beams flew across the crop
planted in the fields
Love was a place I knew nothing about
It did come within my parents

Each had been an arranged marriage
contracts signed many years before
growing up next door to one another.

I came along two years after their marriage
Smiles occured from when they held me.
But nothing more.

When my sister came along a difference
came into place .
Mom had her at home
with Dad being the attending doctor

Two more years came and went
my other sister was born at the hospital
as along with this time

Dad was again the attending doctor
Now this time I remember
love had smoothed its way between
my dad and mother.

Fifty years later I remember these
things happening because of
beauty in our family history

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My name is Betty Redd. I love to read and write poetry. I have two children both grownup with each having two children of their own. I am the oldest of six children. I have three sisters and two brothers. are. My father was one of thirteen children growing up in the great depression. My mother was born in the middle of the depression in a family of six children. I do know from seeing the newspaper article that one of my ancestor's helped settled the Cimmorran trail of 1889. My other sister found our family coat of arms with gray helmet red black and yellow shaped the rest . One other bit of information I had another ancestor called Robert Quinn in the year of 1205 who was a poet too. Maybe that's where I get the urge to write and compose poetry.
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