It is my birthday today and on your birthday one should be able to do just about anything, right? Since I have written recently about the frustrations of trying to collaborate with uncooperative cousins (Cousin Collaboration - 16 Secret Commandments), it is now time to turn the tables.
Well for this birthday, I wish to pay tribute to my family history research buddy. The one who has contributed everything she has and knows about our collective ancestors. The one who has shared with me the joys of our newly found discoveries, and put her brain together with mine to solve some of the family mysteries.
To say I am appreciative would be a gross understatement.
So for you Watson - here goes:
The words are not correct and the verb tenses aren't right but it sounds good to me - and isn't it the thought that counts?
Well for this birthday, I wish to pay tribute to my family history research buddy. The one who has contributed everything she has and knows about our collective ancestors. The one who has shared with me the joys of our newly found discoveries, and put her brain together with mine to solve some of the family mysteries.
To say I am appreciative would be a gross understatement.
So for you Watson - here goes:
The words are not correct and the verb tenses aren't right but it sounds good to me - and isn't it the thought that counts?
Tis been years of toil and sweat,
For my ancestors that everyone did forget
Yet I thunder on.
And she appears out of the cloud
Soon the I becomes we
And we thunder on.
The images are mostly faded
And for the most part unaided
We thunder on.
A revelation occurs as we find the will
And the homeland reveals a new beauty
And we thunder on.
With revitalized energy we continue to seek
And even though the results become bleak
We thunder on.
In the midst of this journey
An eternal friendship occurs
So we thunder on.
She calls me Sherlock
And I call her Watson
And we thunder on - together.
For my ancestors that everyone did forget
Yet I thunder on.
And she appears out of the cloud
Soon the I becomes we
And we thunder on.
The images are mostly faded
And for the most part unaided
We thunder on.
A revelation occurs as we find the will
And the homeland reveals a new beauty
And we thunder on.
With revitalized energy we continue to seek
And even though the results become bleak
We thunder on.
In the midst of this journey
An eternal friendship occurs
So we thunder on.
She calls me Sherlock
And I call her Watson
And we thunder on - together.
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