Family Never Fades

Thousands cross the muddled pathway

In this life of mish and mosh

Where nothing last beyond tomorrow,

Where joy and sorrow intertwine.

Strangers one day.

Friends the next as

Time creates a distant memory

Muddled in a clustered noodle,

Withered grapes left on the vine.

 

Family is different,

Day one to last the cast remains

A steady flow of come and go

United by a crimson bond.

Handed down through generations,

More than rote or vain tradition.

Bloodlines know no affectation of

Tomorrow and beyond.

 

Though reunions may be foreign,

Sad occasions of farewell, 

Where kinfolk gather reminiscent of

Long forgotten escapades,

Still the song goes on forever,

And the love runs still and deep.

In a world that holds no boundaries

Knowing family never fades.