I am proud of my ancestors.
I am proud of the lives they led.
I am proud of their achievements.
I am proud of the family thread.
And as I research through their lives,
a rich tapestry of the past comes forth.
I try and connect the puzzle pieces,
through the papers I sort.
Hundreds of battles,
Thousands of generations,
Millions of daily sacrifices,
So that we may be born.
We are standing on top of what
they built.
We just have to take time to look inward and be transformed.
We have a deep connection
to our forefathers,
through a legacy of blood.
They fought to survive.
They fought to be understood.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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