Meeting The Family Poem by Kathryn King

It was a birthday celebration
for a child I didn't even know
but he was Terry's son's relation
Jesus' love to all I would show.

A past wife, her boyfriend near
meeting Terry's son handsome,
friendly, respectful to those dear.
I was truly accepted and welcome.

His brother lives not too far away
just over the hill, planes whirring,
propellers spinning as trees sway.
He watches his garden growing.

Although his family seems small
no dads or moms, relatives few
meeting brother and son very tall
knowing my life now starts new.

I really didn't visit much or long
But never did I feel out of place.
I hated leaving the time is gone.
Soon the distance will be erased.

Copyright,5/13/2009, Kathryn Tyler Little