Unconditional

LukeCoomer

Unconditional

There is nothing you could say or do
That would make a single fraction of a second that I didn’t love you
Your forever attached to me by these sturdy heart strings
Doesn’t matter what troubles or drama loving you brings
It’s unconditional, it’s like becoming a zombie I say
You bit me when you were born and now I’m stuck this way
You can annoy the crap out of me all day and night
And we might get into it, argue and fight
But I would do it gladly because I am doing it with you
And when it’s all over I can remind you that I love you
Even when you out grow me and have a kid of your own
I’ll always have your back and where I am is your home
I will always need you even if it feels like your bothering me
That’s the benefit of having family

LukeCoomer ©

  • Author: LukeCoomer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 31st, 2018 09:58
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 23
  • User favorite of this poem: Laura🌻.
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Comments4

  • orchidee

    A fine write Luke.

    • LukeCoomer

      Thank you so much!

    • Patricia LaFazia

      “Even when you out grow me and have a kid of your own
      I’ll always have your back and where I am is your home”

      My favorite part!! This is beautiful

      • LukeCoomer

        Thanks for reading it!!

      • Laura🌻

        Luke,
        An awesome write!
        You’ve expressed exactly
        how my husband and I
        feel about our children!
        As long as we remember
        and remind ourselves of the
        UNCONDITIONAL LOVE
        our children deserve when
        everything is not so honky
        dory, we’ll be just fine!
        Thank you for this great
        poem I loved reading!

        ~Laura~

        • LukeCoomer

          Yay, thank you so much

        • Goldfinch60

          Good write, love for family has no bounds.



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