The Inlaws - Poem by Dwayne Bailey
When two people say I do,
they become apart of another family;
Often times the transitions hard,
and there is hostility.
One often finds it hard to accept,
the inlaws for what they are;
Some can be mean and some seem nice,
some are just plain bizzare.
For me that has never been the case,
I loved mine right from the start;
My second Mom and Dad are great,
full of love with genorous hearts.
They always made me truly feel,
that I was indeed their Son;
Around them I was always safe,
and together we always had fun.
I would'nt trade my Mom and Dad,
for money, silver or gold;
For I have been blessed with two of the best,
may the truth be told!
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