Family by M.C.

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They are my pride 

With them at my side 

Full of laughter and smiles  

If we could we would run for miles

My heart swells 

As I watch them do well 


Dancing in the snow

While we live low

Full of love 

Even when we shove 

We chase as they steal

While laughing as she squeals 


Burning hearts unite 

under the stars so bright 

Black and white is my ordinary 

But with them it's colorful and it's never lonely 

They live their life's strong and free

And that's what made them my family 

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