Family

Born through the thick flesh

placed in the hands of a stranger,

into which I could not see.

Though once I opened my eyes

I saw them, the ones who loved me.

Years and years go by

and yet they are still there for me.

Now that I am leaving, I have to create my own family.

 

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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