Forgetting, that is what time does,
Hands to my head as I try to remember,
Holding on to these memories I treasure.
Surrounded by my loved ones,
Never far are my friends,
There always, constant, as the sun.
Though I may forget who they are,
May I always remember where I belong,
Warmness and closeness felt, never gone.
That is what it is meant to be,
Given in life, shared through trials,
True and loving, they are simply "Family".
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