poem on my family
my family is there for me
probably the only people who care
they love me
something i don't do easily
they call me out on my lies
they tell me when I'm in the wrong
they care for me
and i care for them
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Cynthia Buell Thomas
Wed 31st May 2017 15:29
Sounds like a great family. I presume they 'call you out' for many good things as well?
I saw the snow scene on your bio with great envy (I'm a Canadian by birth. Lots of cold weather in my childhood. You never forget the glory of winter.)