As the unseen family
We record our utmost truths
N remain unknown, as we become
Adults forced out our youths
For poetic sake lets never meet
But continue these
works typed in decept
Yet still, we're the Unseen Family
Sepreat and apart;
Safe with distance our hearts whole
Supposed to broken from the start.
Response to featured poem by Iska in Oregon (Dec 3rd 2017)