Family Poem by SomerF 666

A family an relation
Thou satisfying our inspiration.

When we always are about to fall
Some people caught us,
Whom we call family at all.

Some we make artificial but wall of bond
But in the end we only get wound.

Albeit aback thou pay a recall
Whom we call family at all.

When we are in trouble
When we feel alone,
And life seems so as muddle.

Nobody comes to wipe our tears
That only family who ever cares.

When we are in denouement
When we feel down,
And we wish being as tall
Only thou make us courageous
Whom we call family at all.

It is something we have trust
It is a relation we cannot bust.

It is sacred, It is precious
Only thou can manipulate,
And keep it safe from a fall
Whom we call family at all.

Like the bees work on nectar
Like our families, Like they manage,
So we grow up with a worthily character.

Care they do always glistening
And their only aim makes us to wining.

But when thou ask for our love
Saying that point black,
Is it possible tell us how.

We lost in with our craze
That is limit being in raise.

But by the time we forget
But by time also we regret,
Often they forgive, As they think as so far
Whom we call family at all.