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Family Bond


We sit around the table While the fire dances in the air Silence filled the room like a swimming pool filled with water Eyes connecting Hands grip tightly on one another waiting for something to be spoken We always began our meetings with Dear Lord And finish with Amen Wishing for the best and hoping to be prepared for the worst Caring for each other like we should And protecting each other without a harmful attempt We might not be the best at what we do And we may not be at the peek of our lives But as long as we have each other We will be completely fine and in good hands
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