My Siblings

My Siblings

Do you remember little brother's?
To keep warm we slept together.
The house was cold without heat.
Packed together we'd try to sleep.

I miss the days of close family love.
Sisters and brothers and God above.
The joy to be loved by each other.
Respected my sisters and brothers.

They say blood is thicker than water.
So all my siblings aren't any bother.
They are my family every last one.
I love them all there's no favorite one.

By: Kings

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