Family Reunion
The kin folks come from near and far
by motor home, by plane or car.
We greet each one with hug and kiss.
Those who are gone, we sorely miss.
We love to hear those tales of yore,
we've heard so many times before.
As we recall the years gone by,
the memories make us laugh or cry.
New babies are a joy to see.
How can old folks include me?
by Marie W. Powell
