Family Tree
My brother and sister,
both them and me.
Come from the seed,
of the families black sheep.
Underneath every branch,
covered by leaves.
We are lost in the shade,
of our famiy tree.
A gift from our father,
given for keeps.
A branch on the ground,
for both them and me.
We've never been equal,
always beneath.
Lost in the shade of our family tree,
my brother and sister both them and me.
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Copyright © Ken Bennight | Year Posted 2016
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