Family secret #5
I decided to share another of my poems this month. One of the things I love about writing my family history in poetry is that I’m not necessarily restricted to just the facts, which, let’s face it, are sometimes few and far between. But every single one of us likes to speculate about what those facts mean, or their effects on our ancestors. Poetry lets me do this. Family secret #5 He stole butter, sugar, a carton of eggs and … Continue reading