Family,
Sometimes blood, sometimes not
Always there no matter what
Different landscapes in the design
It doesn’t matter, that’s just fine
It’s where you hang your soul to say
Come with me, let’s hit this day
Your tribe, your vibe, your merry throng
It’s in your heart, your family song.
You love, you cry, you laugh, you fight
The family grabs you with all its might
And when you feel life has no more
It wraps you to the very core.
Not always, mind, we can’t deny
Not everyone hits that family high
But that’s the beauty of it all
Family is the rise and fall
It is our sun, our moon and stars
Usually the place we get our scars
They make us and bake us, for all to see
This mad creation we call FAMILY.
by Sarah Cox
“Usually the place we get our scars”
That’s a beautiful line Sarah, gorgeous. x
Thank you very much. Glad you liked it. x
That’s beautiful Sarah. My sister and I are not related by blood but we are as close, if not closer as sisters can be.
Thanks Michelle. I have a couple of close friends that are family to me xx
Lovely Sarah. I love the line ‘they make us and bake us, for all to see’ xx
Thanks Rebecca. That means a lot from a fellow writer. xx
You’re welcome Sarah – I love your writing style and ‘from the heart’ posts xx