Blood does not tie nor bind me.
Yet you, with whom I share experiences,
You, with whom I share joy,
With whom I share pain.
You, with whom I stay short,
Or sometimes longer,
When times permit.
You, with and through whom I grow stronger.
It's you, who I consider family,
You, whom I call friend.
- August 3,2012 -
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How emotionally beautiful and moving this poem is! And so well written. To be remembered.