We may not be a perfect family
We may have hardships and problems
But those hindrances won't be enough
To separate and destroy us
Heart is the epitome of love
Heart and love,
it makes the beauty of family
I'm lucky to have,
my mother's palm
that when she hold my hand
my illness fade
I'm lucky to have,
my father's strength
like a wall that supports
and protects us all
I'm lucky to have
my brother's side
when there's a hand in need
he will respond
My words aren't enough
to express my love,
but it will stay
and never fade away
(This is just a simple free verse poem that I made, hope you all like it)