I've used FREE Artificial Intelligence tools to create biographies, poems, songs and podcasts about my ancestors lives, plus my genealogy research and family history in the recent past. Every ancestor lives a unique life with unique relationships and life stories. Today, I want to share a poem, song and podcast about my third great-grandmother, Sophia (Buck) (Brigham) (Newton) Stone (1797-1882).
I requested ChatGPT4, Grok, Gemini, and Claude (all FREE AI LLM tools) to create a poem and song lyrics, and a podcast, about Sophia (Buck) (Brigham) (Newton) Stone.SOPHIA'S SEASONS
In Holden’s fields, where spring bloomed free,Sophia Buck was born, 1797, to beA daughter of Isaac and Martha’s care,With dreams as wide as the Worcester air.At nineteen, her heart found Lambert’s call,In Sterling’s vows, they stood proud and tall.Three children came—Augustus, Aurelius, dear,And Sophia, born through a widow’s tear.Lambert’s breath faded in ‘34’s May,Yet Sophia pressed on through grief’s heavy sway.To Thomas Newton, her hand she gave,In Vermont’s hills, a son they’d save—Thomas Jefferson, born ‘neath Cambridge skies,But Newton’s fate lies where no record lies.
Back to Massachusetts, her roots held fast,A seamstress now, with threads of the past.In Northborough’s lanes, she stitched and mended,Her daughter near, their hearts defended.
At sixty-five, love called once more,Jonathan Stone, a stonecutter’s lore.Six years they shared, till death carved his name,Yet Sophia endured, unbowed by the flame.In Leominster’s glow, with daughter and kin,She wove her tale as the years wore thin.Through wars and mills, through presidents’ reigns,She bore the weight of joy and pains.
Heart disease claimed her at eighty-four,On Westborough’s soil, she’d journey no more.Sophia, a thread through the 19th’s weave,Resilient, adaptive, her legacy cleaves.
From Brigham to Newton, to Stone’s embrace,Her children’s line runs, a living trace.In descendants blood, her story’s told,A woman of courage, steadfast and bold.
SOPHIA'S SEASONS
Verse 1Born in Holden, spring of '97Daughter of Isaac and Martha's loveNew England soil beneath her feetA century closing, another to greetYoung Sophia Buck with dreams untoldA life of stories waiting to unfoldVerse 2Lambert Brigham took her handIn eighteen seventeen, their life beganTwo sons and Sophia, as years rolled byThen came the day she had to say goodbyeA widow young with children threeFacing the world with dignityChorusThrough the seasons, through the yearsThrough the laughter, through the tearsThree names she carried before StoneBuilding a life to call her ownSophia weathered every stormKeeping her heart and her spirit warmVerse 3Thomas Newton next came alongVermont's green mountains heard their songAnother son to raise with careBefore returning to the land she'd sharedNeedle and thread would earn her breadA seamstress strong with children fedChorusThrough the seasons, through the yearsThrough the laughter, through the tearsThree names she carried before StoneBuilding a life to call her ownSophia weathered every stormKeeping her heart and her spirit warmVerse 4At sixty-five when most would restWith Jonathan Stone she made her nestA stonecutter's wife in twilight yearsSharing new joys and aging fearsHer daughter Sophia by her sideAs time's long river continued to glideBridgeFrom candlelight to keroseneFrom horse-drawn days to machinesShe watched the world transform and turnThrough civil war and lessons learnedEighty-four winters, eighty-four springsHer life a tapestry of ordinary thingsThat together made something beautiful and rareA woman's journey beyond compareChorusThrough the seasons, through the yearsThrough the laughter, through the tearsThree names she carried before StoneBuilding a life to call her ownSophia weathered every stormKeeping her heart and her spirit warmOutroThey laid her down in winter's graspHer story complete at lastBut through her blood, in veins that flowSophia's strength continues to growBuck, Brigham, Newton, StoneA legacy that lives on Through the seasons... through the years...
6) These stories, told in verse and song, are part of my genealogy and family research. My hope is that they will be passed down to my grandchildren and their descendants to highlight the importance of sharing stories, memories, admiration, and love of our ancestors. I will add them to my Google Drive and to my YouTube channel and my FOREVER account.
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So informative!
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