A History of Home

From one branch, onto the next

in a history of life

A connection that extends

from one husband to his wife.

My tree is ever growing

as I reach out, more and more,

from ancestors of the past

down to my little four.

People gone, but not forgotten,

a connection linked through time.

Everyday finding someone new,

with blood that's linked to mine.

It needs no roof,

tall walls or door,

This tree's now home

of a family more.

Spanning Cultures, countries far

across the oceans divide

this tree connects us, close and strong

A family worldwide.

Bloodlines that extend from me

A twisting tree that ever grows,

greater and more connected

from the love each family sows.