Connected
Have you ever wondered about the time gone by, A family we are born to gives you wings to fly. As we learn about the world around us, Bitter or sweet they are always around to cheer or fuss. A perfectly imperfect family I have with me, Ruffling through my fading memory of equations from heaven that can see. Struggling with our own choices and balance to find the calm, Writing our own story and protecting from every harm. Friends have no definition for sure, School, college, work or home, in sadness and cheer. Some equations walk the path for a lifetime of hope, Silently anchoring our journey to cope. Along the way as we go, Some of our deepest bonds fail to show, How did we hope that nothing will end, Some friends like family don't find a way to mend. Wise words I have been told to cure this broken heart, Some bonds are meant to travel only that far from the start. Find your joy and learn for whatever time it may be, Be grateful for ...