A traditional holiday table,
you might think,
with lights higgledy piggelty
on the front porch
and a bare Christmas tree
because the five year old cat
is still a kitten.
Grandparents, both children,
one grandson, one great grandson.
Two vegans, one low glycemic,
one vegetarian and an omnivore.
Three teetotalers, a wine epicurean,
a margarita aficionado,
plus the six year old.
One dying, one with a headache,
two bike riders,
one child with more energy
than five adults.
No presents. Who has money
for obligation? Santa filled stockings.
One atheist, no two. One pondering.
One pagan. Two Scorpio ascendants,
a double Cancer, a double Gemini,
the Aquarian and grandmother Capricorn.
Family.
C.J. Prince
©2016
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What a potpourri of a family, beautifully captured in your poem, poet.
Thank you, Wise Woman. Miss you.
Miss you, too, Cj. Let’s get together!
May I share this one, and others on the RWB NaPoWriMo community FB page, Cj? We have a sweet little group and I know they would love to read your poems this month.
I am honored to have you share any poem. They’re written to be read. Love.
Thank you, Cj. I just shared “Family” with RWB NaPoWriMo on FB.