In one of my classes we’ve been discussing the idea of ethnicity and ancestry. I am not usually a fan of this topic. I don’t know very much about my ancestry beyond their pilgrimage to America. Where were they before America?
But, recently I have had this new found desire to go. To stand where they stood. To learn about my heritage. To travel across land and sea. To understand how I fit into the puzzle of my family tree.
To Stand Where They Stood:
To stand where they stood
Be where they were
Feel what they felt
To understand
Did they have my blond hair
My father’s kindness
My brothers’ strong will
Who were they
To walk where they walked
See what they saw
Live how they lived
Go, adventure
Be with them
See with them
Live with them
They are not gone
They are not forgotten
They stand where I stand
They are where I am
They live within me
By: Ashlyn Skaar
(October 2013 ©)
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