Charming Patterns

My family is like a quilt Full of beautiful patterns no one fears Or feels guilt for passing down Like the way one frowns or smiles Charming patterns in most everything his cheery fast speech hogs conversation just like grandpa Jones no hesitation in opinion The brown tan from sun also causing Blond streak in her hair so telling Of our melting pot ancestry Charming patterns in a face that traced thin lip in him Her thick lips with matching hips childbearing And his flaring nostrils soaking summer breeze Bearing passionate breaths as he sips beer like his uncle Baby boy so joyful with big dumbo ears from the paternal side of his gifts Maternal instincts he rises with a certain cry And the pattern of love never denies at least an eye of concern Each family has a quilt patch of mystery That one with clairvoyant skills He or she never hiding yet not speaking on all it is Pattern in temper and even in life dilemma Some dance and chance with spirits and smoke Grandma prays and prays the most for them To avoid the path of alcoholic like soldiers Who became bolder earning purple heart patch Patterns of eyes brown blue hazel All possessing a glare when upset and share The most warm glances of happiness I confess Such patterns in my family body a quilt Ever changing patches yet wearing the same blue genes. CHARMING PATTERNS POETRY CONTEST 10/21/21 SPONSOR JULIA WARD