Family Time
Laughter echoes of the wall
as someone cracks a joke.
We all sit 'round the table
as Mom and Dad sip their coke.
We all have smiles on our face,
as we try our best to soak
up this happy family time.
Because it isn't always this way.
Eventually, the clock will sadly say,
"It's time for everyone to be on their way."
We'll say our "goodbyes" and "see you next times"
and head our separate ways.
Constantly and desperately waiting
for next time.
Because family time is
the
best
time.
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