Brothers and Sisters
Just the other day I sat down to reminisce How the good ole days were the best As a large family we took time to play Always rejoicing with the family everyday. We would argue with one another Some days we beat up on each other but we would forgive and forget very quickly Then laugh because our fight was so silly. We would stick up for each other Our siblings you shouldn't bother Don't lay a hand on them at all Because we weren't ones to stall. I don't know if this is what families do But survival was something that was true We were always there for our siblings For us, Peace, Love and Joy were everything.
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I love to write about my life, my family, and my Christian values. We struggled growing up but our parents always found a way to provide us with what we needed. We grew up laborers, working in the fields in Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Texas. My 8...
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