Questions

I sit here wondering what your life must have been like?
As I try to piece it together with fragments that I have found.
Did you find life hard, did you find life a pleasure?
Were your children a blessing or curse?
Ah the questions I should have asked.

Did your father speak with a brogue?
Did your mother fix wonderful food?
Did your uncles toss you on their knees?
Did your aunts have tea with you?
Did you travel or did you stay?
Ah the question I should have asked.

What was your childhood like?
Did you learn to read? Did you learn to write?
Did you go to Church?
Did you learn to cook?
Did you learn to fish?
Did you ride in a wagon to a new found home?
Or was it a ship that brought you here?
Ah the questions I should have asked.

What were my parents like as children?
Were they serious? Were they clowns?
Were they your pride and joy?
Ah the questions I should have asked.

As I sit here and fill in the past,
My life I must try to encompass,
But there will be things I leave out
There will be things that slip my mind.
So Ask the questions now while my
Memories are fresh and my life is moving along.
Don’t wait for another day.
Do not delay or you’ll look for answers,
That will be shadows of the past
Ah the questions I should have asked.

Julia K. Hogston
July 24, 2003

To Give Thanks

To praise the Lord for the good he has given!
To remember what he as done for all.
The ultimate sacrifices of love, time and money that were bestowed to us.

To praise those whom we love .
To remember that they have given much.
The ultimate sacrifices of love, time and money that were bestowed to us.

To praise those whom you don’t know that have given to us.
To remember that many of these have given their lives.
To Thank the Men or Women in Military garb is a hard task to do.
For we so take for granted what they have offered to give.

Whether if by lottery they walked the lines or by freewill they signed up for the task.
It makes little difference in both cases they had the choice whether to go or stay.
Many walk among us and we’ve not a clue because civilian life is the perfect mask.
That covers what the past has to say.

If you are blessed to know such as these please stop and thank them today!
For each soul that was given in battle a thousand more were saved from that fray!
So that I could sit here in freedom and write this day.
My thoughts, my prayers and freely send them on to you.

I Thank God for his eternal sacrifice.
I Thank God for my family for the sacrifice of Love.
I Thank the Soldier for his sacrifice of life.
Whether it was a grave, or 6mos of their life or 20 yrs.
My acknowledgements of these can never be fully expressed.
The words I don’t have.

So I just Give Thanks!

Julia K. Hogston
November 8 2004