The best present.

When I was young I had a different family.

My mother had 10 other kids, and I was one

but then that didn't matter.

 

My brother went first, and I came the latter.

They couldn't have kids, and I was the real sister of their new son.

When they got on the plane, I got a forever family.

 

This poem is about: 
My family

Comments

tschn540

It would be amazing if you could read my other poems n comment.

 

This was pretty weak sorry.

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