Frédéric Bazille – Family Reunion

Our days are full,

our lives are wide

the miles between us,

a great divide.

Though when the stars align just right

we see each other,

our arms clutched tight

around our tribe in warm embrace

We see love’s light in every face

Reminding us of times held dear

Of times gone by,

Of better years.

When more of us required seats,

And so few lay beneath our feet.


But still, the table is quite large

The youngest think that they’re in charge

The middles reminisce and then

They realize time and again

That the oldest watch all with delight –

For everyone, a perfect night.





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