On My Turf

Our family isn’t very big But still, it’s kind of rare When there’s a holiday and all Can congregate somewhere. It’s been a year since Henry’s birth And though we’ve all united, It’s never been where I reside (Of course, they’ve been invited). Until this weekend past, that is, When Henry came to visit. His parents and his aunt came, too, And it was just exquisite! I’ve waited for this big event And hoped with all my might That everything would smoothly flow And all would be all right. The weekend was a pure delight For nothing can replace The joy of having those you love In your home’s warm embrace. To share your hospitality With those on whom you dote Is sufficient cause to celebrate In rhyme (like I just wrote!).