All history is long and bold
As destinies do here unfold,
My forebears came in ‘forty-six
Over the sea to join the mix
And oh, how fast this nation grew
From far and wide by crowd or few !
There is a story I’ve been told
By great grandma when she was old,
About the three mast ship they caught
While fleeing from the nearest port
And leaving all they owned behind
Except mementoes they could find !
That voyage to the promised land
Was long and harsh and out of hand,
No Lady in the Harbor stood
Just dreams of hope and common good !