Orphan
Many a fond memory my heart does hold
Precious time spent with family
Always feeling loved and being told
The smell of freshly baked bread lingering in the morning air
Missing my Mom's cooking
Wishing I could still be there
Always feeling welcome and never out of place
Enjoying our family reunions
And the occasional three-legged race
My Mother and Father have since passed on
I'm now but an orphan
Since they are both now gone
Copyright © Mark Koplin | Year Posted 2020
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