I met you but too late on a railway station in my teens my other family
step sisters only a step away but it might as well be the moon got to say
raised polite were friendly too but the door into their world was slightly open
too many years water flowing so much of life we lived not knowing
but now i am researching a family tree so you are there along with me
it takes a step to separate and our union my sisters came too late
but who knows where my other family are living somewhere with a door ajar
though i am glad to have known you in that time so may your pathway and roads be blessed i can only wonder of what could have been in memory now nephews and nieces out there too maybe on my search i will just find you.
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always beautiful, like a story
Truly,
Ginger