A ROUGH REUNION
LESSON
Eight hard driving hours brought me to my goal
A
large green tent erected in a small town city park
I
excitedly went although I didn’t know a single soul
An
e-mail promise of free food made me want to embark
A
blank white nametag on my chest was quickly applied
Questions
about my kin folks came like the ’37 Ohio Flood
So
many people with notebooks made it very hard to decide
“Are
you related by marriage or are you original blood?”
“I
really don’t know,” was my honest answer so mild and meek
My
early warm welcome melted like a late Spring snow
“No
free food for you,” they said, “we’ll only swab your cheek”
A
big guy in overalls said, “You really make make that car go!”
After getting out of sight, I stopped at a store for a snack
No
fried chicken, no cake, and no homemade chocolate pie
A
Diet Coke with Tom’s peanuts would do until I got back
When
it comes to reunion invites I’ve learned to ask “Why?”
GLENN <><
JUST WEST OF YESTERDAY
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