For one of my classes, we are supposed to read the history of our ancestors to get an idea of what they were like. I have done a lot of my thoughts so far on Joseph Bertrand Randall who was Grandpa Randall's father, my Great-Grandfather. I have also delved into the person of his wife. Mary Esmerelda.
I came across this poem written by him or her and thought I should share it.


Then hold me in your arms again
and let me know the bliss
of tender clinging lips that tell
your love is one long kiss

Your kisses tell of love to be
of ecstasy devine
they fill me with a deep desire
to keep you always mine

No need of words have we, my dear
your heart can speak to me
in kisses sweet, I know your mine
throught all eternity.