Family Gathering
Family Gathering
He dreaded family gathering and now
he was in the middle of one.
Tried to lasso the wind (Samuel Johnson)
of old slights remembered.
They turned to him called him a coward
always siding with his mother or being absent.
He just sat as not hearing the coward bit riled
as usual he absented going into his den.
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