Matters, what matters the most, is that, that's very close,
Thus far as problems, you began to solve them, hard to dodge when they're very close,

We began to joke when it's a far, when it's near,
It's more than we can bar-gain,

For men, yes men, we pretend, and so,
Deep inside, there goes pride then show,

What hides, behind what's meant to be seen,
Like being an bench warmer, yet star of the team,

A beautiful dream, something you can't resist,
Waking up in a shock, is it something I missed,

Tense, suddenly, your dreams, shatter,
But smiles all around, yes, family does matter...

  • Author: Raymond Jones (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 6th, 2019 14:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: When you realize that your family is always there, even when you don't recognize.
  • Category: Family
  • Views: 16


  • psychofemale

    The fourth set of lines were my fav 🙂

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