Family


Smiling little faces.
Peeking little eyes.
I can just see it now.
As a dream takes place.

I know everything will work out.
Everything will be fine.
I can sense the love in your touch.
Just as I see it in your eyes.

A family is what I'm in.
When the right time comes,
I shall bear a family of my own.
To love and cherish my whole life through.


This poem was written on October 30th, 1998


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