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(04 October 1943 / Germany)

Family

Poem By Herbert Nehrlich

What then you ask, might be a family
is it a bunch of people thrown together?
Or is it God's own plan up in his gallery
creating birds that share a common feather?

A new arrival, Spring's delicious bud
conceived through love as others have before
is placed into your arms, it is your blood.
a promise for your future, gypsy lore.

The winds of change are whispering to me
my sun remembers where to send those rays
and when the darkness comes (when will it be?)
there always is the moon, he has his ways.

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This is a smashing poem Herbert, it was so lovely to read, and held such feeling. A really good one, loved it. Love Ernestine XXX
Of course you are in as well. Best H
This is great. The three arguably most huggable ones in one place. I will stretch my arms even though the situation will be past arm's length... Best H
A family comes in many shapes and sizes. Can be anything....Very nicely done Herbert! ! !
Herbert, this poem is pure brilliance. You held me from the first line on. You've described in such lovely words what a true family is. Hugs to you, CJ


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