To have family is a favor,

Something that I've never imagined before,

Pleasure, fun, and joy all gathered in a home of delight,

Where love and care bonded tight,

When I am weary, it's a place of rest,

Where kindliness meets its best,

When I am sad, it's a place of console,

Where I fully charge my soul,

Family is more precious than emerald,

Even more valued than gold,

Family should be kept,

Even till the last of breath.

 

by M. Wellyan

 

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