Disorder of My Family
My aimless wander finds me wanting...
My family haunts me like a ghost
around this table; spirits chat and eat
It's been much too long
since I heard those voices for real
saw the smile in my father's warm eyes
somersaulted in my mother's complete understanding
or laughed and gasped at the speed
of my sisters' lightning wit
There is a peace there
in the disorder of my fami...
Friday 15th October 2010 5:05 pm
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