A-Z Poetry by Me: F

Family Comes First

We take our family
                               for granted.
The ones who knew us
                                     since birth.
Parents who fed, clothed, and sheltered
                                                               Us.
Who lost sleep and comfort
                                            to make us happy.
Who held our hands to teach us
                                                  to walk.
Whose ears were opened to hear
                                                   us talk.

How about
                   our siblings?
The ones we argued with
                                        about nothing
                                                              of importance.
And fought with
                           about everything.
Yet somehow we made up and
                                                 went back to play.
Played pretend and board games
                                                    till the end of the day.

Some of us go to friends before family
                                                             for advice, comfort, and support.
Not realizing
                     family comes first.