Treasure Island

Tracee Olga

(28th July 1990 / Nairobi, Kenya)

Perfect Family


It’s okay if we quarrel, but have an emotionally sweet reconciliation
Problems are inevitable, but if we carry them together
Then they become bonding circumstances
Deny me every riches, all comfort, but maintain love
Like Josephs brothers, do not scoff at my dreams
But help me fuel them up with passion and determination

My idea of a perfect family
Impossible as it may seem
I still want to keep up with this dream of a perfect family.

There is no such thing as a perfect family, so you say
But when we cry together, laugh together
Share meals and hugs, and have different opinions, that’s perfect to me
Have you not heard it’s the little things that matter in life?
That simple good night, that hidden smile,
That so cleverly hidden secret that protects me from harm
That’s perfect for me
That annoying character that makes us different

Small as they are, I still want
To consider them as part of my dream of a perfect family
Allow me to keep this dream of a perfect family

Submitted: Thursday, September 26, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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