THE FAMILY TREE

I think that I shall never see,

A thing so involved as a family tree.

A tree whose myriad boughs are spread,

To include the living as well as the dead.

A tree whose roots are imbedded deep,

before the sap begins to creep.

A tree whose branches multiply

Many times before did I.

Though too

complex for

a being like

me, I'm

glad I'm

part of a

"Family Tree."