A piece a short piece I wrote when back from a family gathering. Strange how things can start out so false and come good. So glad when it does.
The Chemistry of Company
False greetings, hug, hug, kiss, kiss
Doorstep rituals have to be done
Ignoring all that is unsaid
Food carted to table on steaming plates
Glasses topped to quench the thirst
My brother hums his delight that food is here
Then as stomachs fill
The laughter spills over edges of life’s cups
Until tears fall as howls of mirth spread round the table
Bringing all to join the gales of good tales well told
It hurts the stomach to laugh so much
Hands on face to control the howls that burst through
Smiles wreath every face flushed with good humour.
Looking around the closeness, hugging tight
Family together, everything alright
Loving each one there,
Loving being there.
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