I am the flame

My ancestors.

Did my ancestors travel.

Speculations.

She never saw her sons again.

An oldness crept into the walls last night.

My sweet Liebchen, if Jenny were here.

Years later, Shirley Temple curls.

Other years later, decades ago, the rabbi said kiss the bride.

Grandpa's throne and his daughters.

Mt. Vesuvius goes to the gastroenterologist.

How do aunts end?

Mother's unspoken words in the house.

Crones-it happens to us all.