Edwina Reizer

(12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)

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Oh the tangled web we weave,
we're born, we live and then we leave.
But the web reached out in all directions
and in so doing we made connections.
They each became a grand design
in the life we lived and left behind.
Those we came from never knew
how their genes would later affect you.
Grandfathers, grandmothers and all your kin
are hidden quietly within your skin.

Your family tree is rooted in you.
Its limbs and branches, though not in view
have helped to shape the life you live
and you in turn will silently give
the new ones born into your line
the pattern in the web, a place so fine.
It will grow and spread far and wide
and those who came before and died
will surface in so many different ways.
And their feeling of closeness will fill your days.
Oh the tangled web we weave
is so marvelous I do believe.

Submitted: Thursday, January 12, 2012
Edited: Thursday, January 12, 2012

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