It Could Never Be

IT COULD NEVER BE It could never be only me, as I search, and research for a missing connexion, for end to a puzzle that baffles, and confounds and confuses even the best of sleuths, and when the rummaging around seems hopelessly lost, that as a cause we genealogists all seem stuck in a bygone age of forebears and ancestors of previous times, until to me, realization comes strong have I yet prayed to the one? Yes, the one who has all answers, and have I lifted up my earthly cares, for there is in, and amongst all the clues of interest strong, an elusive link that evades capture, and it makes me mull over, that without prayer I am clueless and without connection, to what I seek in the past and amongst many documents in hand, I can associate to what I seek for conclusion, of forebears on family tree, that until I pray; there is no way my family tree is complete.