Family isn’t always blood

Family is my closest friend
It’s where I mend, and enjoy bliss
It’s those I miss at the day’s end
The hearts I tend, the lips I kiss.

They are my crew, my ride or die
With them I fly, they’re loyal too
Could be my boo, we laugh and cry
My joie de vie, that makes me coo

The earth we roam, they are my all
They hear my call, and make up home
Heavenly dome, where I stand tall.
My solid wall, like gods of Rome.


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