Ancestors

Poem: I Have Cried Tears

I have cried tears that drained into a river, I have cried tears that made a lake, I have cried tears that made the Great Lakes, I have cried tears of my home, I have cried tears to wade in,

roots

My great-grandparents came to Canada from the Ukraine in the early 1900’s in a great wave of immigration with thousands of others seeking a new life with new opportunity.

Poem: Dirt, Soil, Remnants

Dirt, Soil, Remnants December 10th 2008 The remnants of their bodies can not be forgotten, Their souls lay, Their souls lay, In each particle of the Earth,