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Mar 2014
People held close
But yet as carefree as the wind
Such as a family
A place to call home
Where you feel the love
As if nothing will change

Yet all must change
A door to close
And leave behind love
Like a clock you wind too tightly
Can come apart when you leave home
But you always know you have family

Those gone are still family
But they chose to change
Nevermore to come home
The family bond is no longer close
Like dust on the wind
All gone even the love

It will come back, the love
And once again be a family
Like seasons changing with the wind
Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but change
Those you love don’t always stay close
But we all have a place we can call home

There’s nothing like going home
Surrounded by people you love
The ones that are always close
Your family
Death is the only change
Then they are butterflies dancing in the wind

The feathers of the wind
Gone but it is still home
As if nothing ever will change
Forever feeling the love
Not far from my mind, my family
So far away, but so close

It’s nice to go home even with the wind
Of change, for the love
Of family always keeps you close
Charlotte Kennedy
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Charlotte Kennedy  North Carolina
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