Our Family Tree Poem by Barbara Velasquez

It all began with two loving seeds,
Out of the trunk grew strong limbs of three;
Forms of branches spread like wild weeds,
Which all started the our family tree.

Each branch diffused creating so many,
The youngest limb went a little crazy.
Six branches alone grow more than twenty.

Continue to blossom, 'Our family tree',
six generations and more growing just you wait and see.
As they water the gigantic tree.

We will miss you our two loving seeds.
That started our family tree.

Dedicated to The Soto Family!