When family members don't live close to each other it pulls them apart
Until a tragedy that tears up your heart.
Unless you have family reunions every year, then your lives you do not share.
As you get older - you create a new life you take on a husband or a wife.
Then if you've been blessed - children you will bare
And with your partner a new life you'll share.
Now the reunions become less and less, and with luck "one at best ".
You're struggling more to make ends meet, and getting it together
Is your biggest feat.
You may have a family member or two living close to you
But it doesn't always mean that you see eye to eye
Yet you give it a try.
The new family that you created is now your priority
And that's the way this life is meant to be.
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