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TITLE: New Years Eve at the Elks By michael swenson 04/19/07 |
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Smiling young people
In a photograph,
1954 New Years Eve
At the Elks
They were having fun
They were young.
Life was in their eyes.
They were my mother and father
What happened?
Other than they are both dead now.
When did that life vacate the premises
And they settled into the business
Of just getting things done?
I look at my own photos.
The resemblances are strong.
Genetics is at play.
We don’t even do the Elks
In this generation
When did we get to be our
Ancestor’s pictures?
Why did it happen?
Glimmers of real life can be seen
In my Fathers 80’Th birthday.
The Life never completely goes away.
It’s waiting in family
And surprise discovery
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