Volume 34, Number 1 - Summer 1994
GENEAQUEST
I just can’t see, for the life of me,
How I can grow My Family Tree.
I stab and stub, I grab and grub,
Then wind up with a scrawny scrub.
The roots are rare, jut barely there;
To find them, how? To trace them, where?
The trunk is weak, the limbs are sleek:
How can I find the branch I seek?
The twigs are wry; the leaves are dry;
The seed seems sown in endless sky.
I fend and spend, through sun and wind,
Without a sign of gain or end,
I just can’t see, for the life of me,
Why I can’t show My Family Tree.
I stab and stub, I grab and grub;
Why not, 0 Lord, at least a shrub?
--By Milton Anderson Kansas City, Mo.
9/17/79
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