Family Ties
Hold my hand and dust me off.
Cry my tears and think my thoughts.
You see my faults yet trust my soul.
Teach as I grow as I was your own.
We’ve shared some times and fought years too.
Making a promise, to stick like glue.
Just being my brother, sister or mother.
Has made life dreamy wouldn’t trade it for another.
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