My Missing Link
A Poem for Justine Marie.I felt like I was an orphan
when my parents died
Often filled with self-pity
I sat alone and cried.
I had my kids and a half Sister
but still I felt alone
Then one day a stranger's voice
echoed, across the telephone.I played the machines message
over and over times three
"You don't know me Terri
but I am your niece"… Family!
Taken aback for a moment,
I didn't know what to think!
I knew I had to meet her,
for she was my missing link.She rang me back again
and we made plans to meet
But during the phone conversation,
from my eyes, tears began to seep
She sensed the tears in my voice
and said she knew my street and number
So within the hour she was at my door
and my heart began to thunder.I knew this girl was family,
the spitting image of my Sister
And she too could not deny,
said I was the image of her Mother.
For many years she knew not of me,
though I knew of her through a letter
We told our stories we left out none and
showed off photographs of each other.We found our paths had crossed so many times,
in various States across our land
We had lived in the same towns and cities,
so near, yet worlds so far apart.
I am happy to have her in my life,
I hope we become the best of mates
For family means the world to me,
she's the link, that was missing from my heart.
Artwork TeAnne© Aug.1999 TeAnne. © June 6. 1999