There behind all the present faces

Were all the solemn traces

Each serving to evoke

All the words unspoken and those He spoke

Memories of this family dinner

Evoke deeper layers for this beginner

As each year seems to swing on by

Each with their own questions and replies

Going from joking that I might be made

Into His Surfer in a laughter that fades

Into just hoping I might be good enough

Having long since seen through my bluff

These memories then did evoke

On word unspoken and the words that He spoke