Some by birth and blood
do make their bond;
Some by ties of marriage
of whom we are fond.
They are always there
when you are in need,
Tied by a special
unspoken creed.
The joy and laughter that
are often shared,
Cannot be measured or
compared.
They accept you with all
your flaws,
Even when you give them
pause.
In the heat of anger you
may have spoken,
But this powerful bond
cannot be broken.
The fruits of this bond
are a gift from above,
A precious symbol of
eternal love.
No distance or time can
lessen this tie,
For it only grows
stronger as the years go by.
Hold onto them tight for
as long as you can,
Don't let anything come
between you and your clan.
The generations before
course through our veins,
Their strength can see us
through any pain.
Even in death their
presence is found,
As we sense their spirits
are still around.
Don't question the reason
nor the need,
Honor the past and their
lessons heed.
The present is ours to
forge the way,
As the future brings the
promise of a brighter day.
MAL 8/19/13
