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Love them!
My Family
They’re kinda weirdAnd loud
And at times they’re crude
Except for my dad –
Out of all of us,
He’s the only one you’ll hear say,
“Please stop, I’m eating!”
And fantastically warming
Inviting
Loving
Not judging
Or impressing.
They’re real.
Why do I say they,
When I am one of them?
We laugh a lot,
And when we play cards, and games
Around the table
We may get feisty
And we may yell
And laugh
And eat
And accuse each other
And tease
And laugh some more.
We’re joyous.
We love deeply.
No matter where I live,
Or how old I am,Or how often I see them –
It’s good to be
Home.
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