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The Gift of Family


In life I feel as if we're blessed,

Blessed from birth,

That we all belong to something bigger than ourselves.

We belong to a family.

 

We are put onto this Earth,

With an automatic support system,

An encouragement system,

And unconditional love from someone.

 

To be blessed into my family,

Is a gift from God.

A gift I am eternally grateful for.

A gift I could not live without.

 

My Dad,

The first man whom I loved,

Who taught me to support myself,

And gave everything to give me a better life.

 

My Mom,

The woman who constantly gives to me,

Who taught me to be kind to all,

And the one I can tell everything too.

 

My Sister,

My automatic first friend,

Who makes me laugh uncontrollably,

And is someone I can always trust.

 

You see from this,

I could never live without my family.

For they are the greatest gift,

The gift of family.

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