In a vast universe of people. Strangers.
Are those we’re related to by blood.
A mutual unconditional love.
Passed down, generation to generation.
Bonded together firmly by great memories.
Some love, some like, some can be relied on, some funny, some distant.
Some don’t seem to care.
In the vast universe of people. Faces.
Are those we choose.
Friends we choose to love.
Those who choose love us back.
Invited into our atmosphere to share our lives.
To create and capture moments in time.
Peter Kay Aunties and Uncles who fill a black hole.
At the centre, shining bright.
A pair, a trio, now four.
A tiny quartet of unity and strength.
Of fun and understanding.
Making new memories whilst remembering the old.
Forever linked by an invisible, unbreakable bond.
Moving in the same direction.
Most of the time.