A Nudge

I’m new at Yiddish,

Took me nearly all my life to understand inherited memory,

Think I always had it,

Never a reason to deeply wonder Why!

Came with the understanding who my grand ma Agnes Kleeman Heike was,

Grandma died when I was two,

Married grandpa Paul John Andrew Heike in nineteen twenty-two,

Paul a YouTube ng first Sargent fresh from Flander’s field,

Served in the medical corps in the trenches,

Saw carnage to the fortieth power,

Young Paul’s job was going into the trenches after an engagement event and retrieving injured and dead,

Something that haunted him till he joined grandma once more,

The lies of an eight year old girl stole our grandfather from us the youngest children of his youngest son,

When dad Lee Norbert Heike in July,nineteen fifty-six married the hottie my mom Marian D.Bittenger,

Young Diana Lee,eight daughter of a wife beater literately lied and brow beat mom to death in twenty-twenty,

Diana hated not being the center of attention that’s a trait of a narcississ,

So she told mom my.grand dad felt her up,

Now Paul had six grand daughters and three grandsons.First thing mom did was rush to her new sisters in laws with her daughter the bullies lies,

I imagine that lie caused my aunt’s much mirth fir years to come.

I was researching grandma Agnes’s last name and their is was Kleeman means clover man in Yiddish,

Never judge a book by its cover,

The first thing I wrote about her the only one I heard discontent was the bully,

The narcississ proclaiming it was a lie,

Spending five minutes with my blood grandma married to the youngest son of a Lutheran minister assure her she knew my blind,crippled grandmother who died when Diana was twelve,

Diana is a Nudge,