Shades of Life
Extended family, children play
as sunbeams fall all slanted,
‘round a wooden table in the shade
of a tree great-grandpa planted.
I like to think he smiled back then,
with sweaty brow, and handsome grin.
Old and wise – I’m sure he knew,
in time his tree would block the view.
I wonder if he thought about,
his family tree - with branches out?
The bonds of blood were strong and grew.
So has the shade he never knew…
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