Thirteen’s Reunion

The table flooded in picnic food
Unnecessary to choose wisely
At this meal unified in shared
Genetics, a history of salads,
Modernized now in feta, bulgar
Fusilli pasta, plates holding
Just desserts, tiny fingers
Delicately pudgified holding
Cookies, and rolls that drop
Onto the ground, hesitating
In worry if anyone saw, safety
All around hugging each child
These new cousins for the day

Where is the aunt keeping
Track of the minutes, the collective
Allowed to catapult back into the
Pool giggling, dunking under
The rope tempting the deep end
Hours together joyful, uncles
Playing cards, sisters sharing
Tidbits about people whose
Names familiar but without
Meaning to young ears, bring
Snorts of laughter all around the
Pool’s edge, sadness then having no
Place to rest its desperate head

Now, easy entertainment still
In a deck of cards, a swing
A water tap where bright balloons
Soon discarded for easily filled
Solo cups dumped onto the
Closest target in mischievous giggles
The pool exchanged grudgingly
For a ball field, the audience smaller
Bleachers instead of deck chairs
Pigtailed heads still intent on
Tiny bubbles blown whether from
Yellow, orange or blue bottles
Still a happy song memory of a Rose

Descendants of thirteen
Gathering to share laughs, love
Invisible heart strings revisited
The noticed absence for each
Missing member of this
Group where the finally to arrive
Was always greeted with an
Hooray at last to seal the deal
Those giants of our childhood
Imprinted on grateful hearts
That forever want one more view of
Chocolate chip cookies perfectly
Lined up in a baker’s dozen

4 thoughts on “Thirteen’s Reunion

  1. You are amazing dear cousin. We are gathered at Tammy’s house and just read your poem together and absolutely loved it. We had to pass the phone around to get it read fully thru when one reader started crying (good tears) and would pass it to the next. Thanks so much. You are talented.

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  2. Thank you to my fellow Sound of Music devotees. It is you and simply the love, always there; tangled up in all the laughs, nicknames and the heartaches too, that is amazing!

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  3. Loved it, thanks for preserving memories of the day in written form for us. We were oon the way to see Aunt Kate when we recieved this! Would it be ok with you if I copied and pasted it to send out in an e-mail to the family as a follow up to the picnic?

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