Curtis Johnson Poet Narrative

Family Skeletons

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All our grandparents were deceased;
As were also both our mom and dad.
I don't know why I wanted to know,
nor what I would do if there were
coverups or secrecies in our family.

Is there any SKELETONS in our family closet?
That was the question to my oldest sister.
At first, she did not understand the question.

Immoralities, misbehaviors, unthinkable things?
Unsavory, mean spirited, and things unspoken?
Family secrets hidden from most everyone?
Dark deeds done behind closed doors?

It has been 28 years since I asked the question.
I have not seen or heard anything to the contrary.
My sister was genuine, and I knew she would be true.
I could feel the sincerity in her voice when she said,
I know of no SKELETONS in our family.

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Alison A Smith July 27, 2026 at 5:21 PM The tracing of family trees you sometimes find broken branches where stories are never told. Skeletons have a habit of hiding their tracks. Curtis Johnson July 28, 2026 at 10:53 PM Indeed. Sometime, they should stay hidden. Thks 4 yr com.