Shooting Words like arrows in the plight.
We shout, we clash and dash, tempers run high,
But love remains like stars in the sky.
Sometimes we’re quiet, hearts feeling sore,
Yet somehow, we gather, always wanting more.
Through laughter and tears, in joy and in strife,
Family is family; it’s part of our life.
Though we might frown when we look at each other,
Deep down, we know we still care for one another.
In every harsh word, love finds its place,
A strong bond holds us together, it's god’s grace.
We’re a mix of voices with different views,
But we walk hand in hand, that is the news.
We are mix of music from different instruments,
Creating a beautiful tune in the song of family moments.
It’s all in our blood, a bond that won’t break,
Through every storm and mistakes, we make.
Our connection is strong, like a river wide,
Stronger than fights, with love as our guide.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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