A Family Consolation Poem by John Sensele

Welcome back, my son
To the family bosom
Where in fits and starts fun
Extracted you for seasons without reason

That tore the family fabric
With a yawning gap
Which no trick
Whatever its map

Could relieve
As family pain and strain
Could give
No respite in the main

Regardless of postures
Family embraced
Until your return new cultures
Consolation stressed

In smiles for miles
Soothing the void
Created in styles
Both you and family could in future avoid.