A Woman of Her Times, Part Iii
...I’ve seen the DNA records,
her own mitochondrial trace,
showing she started her own line
all the way back in the Bronze Age!
How many siblings have I had,
“ninety-seven,” my mother informs,
she lectures on local history,
tells her ‘disguised’ stories, and more.
The local history center
is thriving since she’d been employed,
her ‘tips’ have led to ‘discoveries’
that leave scientists overjoyed.
How many more trips will she have,
I don’t know, who can really say?
All I know, she’s pregnant again,
dad’s second, and mom’s ninety-eighth.
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2021
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