We each bring two children
Could she become the daughter I never had?
Would I fulfill your dreams with my religious sons?
Can two middle-aged mortals make a happy family?

Although I cook all manner of foods
So far I have failed to come up
With a suitable recipe for this occasion
Either overdone, underdone or poorly spiced

Apparently come together for no reason
A confusion of directions and approaches
Awkwardly search for talk to cross the table
Like auditioning actors for undefined roles

As lights shine bright and candles flicker
Soup steams in glistening tureen
Elegantly set table comes aglow
I settle for a happy non-family

June 2001