Never Really Been Poem by Lycia Harding

You've never really been a part,
you feel, of this rare tribe you've met.
Kept separate from them from the start,
you fear they won't accept you yet.

But now, re-called to places where
you've never really been, a part
of you in all the faces there
will chase disquiet from your heart.

Like you, they're handsome, fair and smart,
the others in this group of which
you've never really been a part -
perhaps you'll find a common niche.

Though introductions can be stiff,
you were begot, the lot, by Art
and all may soon find it's as if
you've never really been apart.