November always brings to mind family. It’s the month of my birthday, as well as Thanksgiving. So even on years where I don’t visit with family, they are still close to my thoughts and heart.
I come from a big family. I have eight siblings! And as much as I love them, love being around them, as an introvert I’ve always had to step aside and recharge a bit. Being in the thick of things can be overwhelming and draining. You’ll often find me on the outskirts, listening in on conversations but not always jumping in.
This poem was written for the Together Again prompt earlier this month from Poetic Asides.
Over food and games
Siblings catch up on the news,
their familiar chatter
carries down the hall…
comforted by their nearness,
content for the moment
to reunite with another friend;
I kick off my shoes, sit at the bench,
sigh at the familiar curve
of the pedal pressed beneath my foot,
the ivory beneath my fingers.
My hands fall into the patterns
despite months of time apart–
All else fades away
as I embrace the music.