Second Home
Adversity passed down the line
Like drinks at the bar
We all carry common trauma
Healing from the same scars
Lugging comparable baggage
Distorting our point of view
Hard to change the narrative
So stuck with what we knew
Uncertainty a staple surrounding us
Jumbled up family histories
Longing for connection
As trying to solve life's mysteries
Creating a culture of kinship
Forcefully building bonds
Speaking the language of loyalty
Is how we correspond
Shared sense of allegiance
Willingness to sacrifice was steadfast
Unwavering ability to show up
Developing roots that will everlast
May have gotten missed in the past
But nobody left behind this time around
No longer alone anymore
As now being seen after finally be found
Copyright © Mike Oleary | Year Posted 2023
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