Family Links
These are the gifts I was given at birth:
my father’s high cheekbones, my auntie’s wide girth.
Legs that are solid and a brain that is sound,
a head that’s too big and a stomach too round.
From my mother, a funny bone and a fine wit
in sharing my life by writing of it.
A talent for rhyme and a need to be telling
stories original, tight and compelling.
A thirst for travel, squelched in my dad,
allowed me adventures he rarely had.
A love of babies and a wicked humor
that didn’t go wasted in this baby boomer.
I’m forever grateful that I came to be,
thanks to those genes that created me.
With both foibles and talents, I’m not perfect for sure,
but all that I am, I have come to endure.
I’ve lived to an age where I appreciate
all of the gifts that I’ve come to relate.
 Here I am, the next link in the family queue,
and what they shared with me, I now share with you.
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is “to write a poem in which you muse on the gifts you received at birth.”
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Love these photos and I think you resemble that first pic of your Grandma Dykstra?
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Oh Cheryl, you have unknowingly voiced my worst fear.
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Why is that? All of your photos are beautiful. I love the wedding outfit too
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Wonderful recap, so far!
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This poem actually brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for posting all the wonderful photos. I feel like I know you a little better now. What a beautiful testimony to your family. Love you.
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Aw, thank you Andrea. I love seeing personal photos of families of bloggers so glad you don’t find it self-indulgent. It just seemed to fit the theme.
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