Family is the pillar on which you stand
They are the ones to hold your hand
Family is the strength you find within
They are there when you find yourself in ruin
Family is the heart in which you love
They are peace much like a dove
Family is the wings on which you soar
Flying higher than ever before
Family is a thing of sadness
When they die it leaves you in madness
Family is the plot on which you mourn
But deep inside you know they are reborn
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