“We wish you could have been there!” that’s what everybody said.
‘Twas held at Enfield Glen just like before.
We had the usual games and races for the little kids
And just for once the heavens didn’t pour.
Old Uncle Happy brought some taffy for the candy hunt.
He hid them just as soon as he arrived.
By two o’clock the taffies were all covered with black ants;
The kids still ate them and somehow survived.
Aunt Bessie searched throughout the park to find her young son, George;
(They’d driven up from somewhere way down South.)
Some distant cousins cornered George, then heard Aunt Bessie scream,
“Son, take that caterpillar from your mouth!”
The boys showed George some money if he’d eat that fuzzy worm,
But George preferred his money in advance.
He ate the caterpillar and his tongue swelled twice its size
And George rode in a brand new ambulance!
The talent show this year was great with songs and dancing, too.
Jim’s juice harp solo won, ‘twas fair and square.
But Betsy soon forgot the words to “Bushel And A Peck”
And pitched a little fit in her despair.
We bought a lovely present for the oldest person there.
We thought it’d be a wonderful surprise.
But not one lady would reveal her age before us all
And who could even guess with these hair dyes?
Then something unexpected happened; we all held our breaths.
Our cousin Gerald walked upon the scene.
He used to be a drunkard, so unkempt and unemployed
But now he walked erect, looked sharp and clean.
He’d moved away out West and no one heard from him again.
I guess ‘twas twenty years ago or more.
He hugged the older people, those who knew him way back when,
Then Gerald asked if he could have the floor.
“There are a lot of new ones; I don’t even know your names
But most of you have prayed for me for years.
I came today so you would know that I’ve been born again.”
Then Gerald stopped when he broke down in tears.
“I wish my mom and dad were here so I could let them know;
Perhaps they’re looking down from heaven above.
Their faithful prayers have followed me all through my sinful years
But through it all, I always felt their love.”
Through shouts of joy and songs of praise, we welcomed Gerald home.
We prayed for God to bless, in Jesus’ name.
We all agreed that this reunion was the best by far
And none of us would ever be the same.
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