Family Get-together

FAMILY GET-TOGETHER

On parade
Best bib and tucker
Here we are
We strangers
With the same familiar name
Little beyond that

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on January 18, 2018, in Poetry, Shadorma and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. It’s sad that this is often true.

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  2. I can relate to your nicely writ shadorma, Ben. Interesting how this is often the case in families.

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  3. my familiar
    resemblance 🙂

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