My grandpa so sweet and so pure,
My grandmas who know every cure,
My mom who loves me without fault,
And without my daddy, life would halt.
My brother, my strength, my backbone,
My nephew’s sweet voice on the phone,
My nieces all four, always have a smile,
Their little brother, the one with all the style.
These are the ones who shape my life,
Who can help erase any strife,
The ones who shaped and molded me,
Into the person I wanted to be.
They are always near to my heart,
No matter how far we find ourselves apart,
To lose them would be to lose my soul,
They are the half that makes me whole.
by: noname
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