A Family Reunion
the genes stopped at us
we of the childless category
enjoying this luxury
as others come in numbers
with their new names
and members
they talk a lot
we remain silent
we party
on this family reunion
we think of the memories
of ma and pa
and when we were children
it is dark and light
surrenders and then
they turn on the light
we become shadows
and mere words
we become laughter
there are no places
for the tears
then we go home
to the places of our hearts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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