The Picture On Your Night Stand
my family is a framed picture
sitting on your nightstand
my grandma is flawed
but takes care of it all
always there for him and i
she’s the frame that holds us
my brother has two faces
very kind and very friendly
but when he turns his cheek
He cracks the frame
i am the picture inside the frame
a smile on the outside
i look so happy
no one questions a happy smile
look at us, as you lay your head
don’t we look happy?
be careful we are fragile
one slip and we’re shattered
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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