I saw behind me those who had gone,
and before me those who are to come.
I looked back
and saw my father,
and his father,
and all our fathers,
and in front
to see my son,
and his son,
and the sons upon sons
beyond.
And their eyes were my eyes.
***
Family reunion poems #2
Family
Not enough hours in the day, we often say
we watch as the business of life allows time slip away.
Before we know days turn to months and months into years,
Time is mapped with laughter and cheers,
the long road sometimes landmarked with sadness and tears.
Elders pass and children grow,
has it been that long we ask, where does the time go?
Not every chance to gather is taken.
"We'll see them next time" we say and hope we're not mistaken.
A chance like now comes once in a lifetime it seems,
when the bright light of family is nurtured and beams,
there will be laughter and time to reminisce
we will all be proud this is a chance we did not miss.
