To arrive in a strange country of known,
To meet a family you haven’t met before,
Leaves such an excited feeling before arrival; to Australia,
For my funny cousin Olivier and his girlfriend Laurence.
It must have made it worse to learn of his cousin’s marriage,
To a special bride of beauty and excellence,
And within three days attend this lovely marriage,
Whilst providing a gift that took time to hand make.
For both cousins, I feel so pleased they make it along,
To be and feel part of such a newly extended family.
For Olivier who is a fun cousin who speaks very little good English,
And to Laurence who does not understand when I speak too fast.
My cousins of far away country of France,
My pronunciation of ‘Voici’ instead of ‘Tu” in French,
Our communication of English to French and to French to English translations,
Finally, everyone understands what one person is saying.
Such an experience it has been to finally meet ‘Olivier’,
Who in the past has mocked on the phone and letters,
Of me smoking with many cigarettes smoking out of my mouth,
Drawings of ‘Jean-Francois’ bearded with goatees and moustaches.
‘Ne pleur pas. Souri en peut!’
For my promise to you on my one and only wedding night,
That I want you to remember till the rest of your life,
Is that not only myself but also my new wife will be going to see everyone in France.
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