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Cousins from the other side of the world
by Thomas K. HuntIn all of the blood that flows through my veins
there is a stream set aside that bears your name
Although are names differ from a paternal thing
The blood that ties us together is an eternal thing
Cousins from the other side of the world
Photographs of boys and girls
Names and dates written across the back
Only photographs that don't talk back
We shared a love but didn't realize it then
We loved the same grandparents
We shared a love for them
The captain of his camper with gram navigating the map
Crossing the country from the west and then heading back
When they were coming and we knew the day we'd wait on the corner and never look away
The love was there but always miles away
In those visits to NY they showed that love every day
We've shared the same love and it was oh so grand
The kindness and generosity from this woman and man
They live in our blood that pumps through our hearts
Because of them we got our start
Cousins from the other side of the world
Faded images of boys and girls
The pictures faded and ceased to be passed
but the love we share will forever last
05/26/2019 Author's Note: Dedicated to my grandparents James & Ruth Curtiss, two beautiful souls and all the Curtiss cousins I've never met...God bless....
Posted on 05/26/2019
Copyright © 2024 Thomas K. Hunt
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 05/30/19 at 12:57 PM Thomas, this was such a dear and lovely reflection on kin with whom we share blood if not memories. I especially like your lifting up of the grandparents and their importance to their progeny. The respect and love in your poem resonates deep in me as I reflect on my cousins and the biological if not social connection I have with them. You give me pause to pause and reflect on that. Thank you, sir. I love this poem. |
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