A Sunday Family Dinner
Sundays were the day that I enjoyed the most
Family gatherings around a freshly cooked roast
Giggles and laughter with vegetables piled high
Happy times for us all I'm not going to lie
Father took pleasure in carving the meat
Mother prepared the meal for our Sunday treat
Brothers were there with their families in tow
I of course was also present I'm sure you know
Traditions like this now a thing of the past
Like all good things they never seem to last
Maybe they will return again once more
Guaranteed happiness for certain and sure
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