A Family Consolation
Welcome back, my son
To the family bosom
Where in fits and starts fun
Extracted you for seasons without reason
That tore the family fabric
With a yawning gap
Which no trick
Whatever its map
Could relieve
As family pain and strain
Could give
No respite in the main
Regardless of postures
Family embraced
Until your return new cultures
Consolation stressed
In smiles for miles
Soothing the void
Created in styles
Both you and family could in future avoid.
Copyright © John Sensele | Year Posted 2018
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