Poet's Note: My 4 siblings and I recently learned that we have a half brother, sired 34 years ago by my father, Arthur and this poem was written to welcome him into his extended family.
================================ You've never really been a part, you feel, of this rare tribe you've met. Kept separate from them from the start, you fear they won't accept you yet. But now, re-called to places where you've never really been, a part of you in all the faces there will chase disquiet from your heart. Like you, they're handsome, fair and smart, the others in this group of which you've never really been a part - perhaps you'll find a common niche. Though introductions can be stiff, you were begot, the lot, by Art and all may soon find it's as if you've never really been apart. ================================ Poet's Note: My 4 siblings and I recently learned that we have a half brother, sired 34 years ago by my father, Arthur and this poem was written to welcome him into his extended family.
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