Ode to Eliza Mae written by Mexbuki ( Grandpa)

Deep, deep in the woods there is a mountain brook that bears your name. The brook is sunny and happy, just like you. Hikers passing through the mountains stop at the brook to drink and fill their water bottles in order to satisfy their thirst.  You, Eliza, satisfy a thirst-a yen-deep in your Grandpa's heart.

Eliza Brook, New Hampshire

Loving people built a shelter alongside Eliza brook. The shelter is new and beautiful, just like you. The people who built it selected only the best logs, hand carved them, and fitted them together with special care. God knitted you together in your mother's womb with special care, using the best parts of your mother and father.

Eliza Brook Shelter, New Hampshire

Hikers come to the shelter to find comfort, to sleep, and to be protected from storms.  Your mother, father and big brother comfort you and will protect you from life's storms as you grow up and become an adult.  When you are grown you will be strong and able to protect yourself.  Then you will be able to offer protection to others when they are engulfed by the storms of life.

May the God who formed you continue to watch over you all the days of your life. Your grandpa-and all of your family love you very much.