Becky Kirk (07-03-1985 / Worthing, England)
Families aren’t easy,
Not even just a bit.
They’re like a jigsaw puzzle,
Different pieces that just fit.
Families make bad enemies,
They make the best of friends,
A link that can be stretched and strained,
But never breaks or ends.
Families are heart breaking,
They bring stress you won’t believe,
But the worst way they could hurt you,
Would be for them to leave.
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