The Family Bond

The Bond that holds a family close. is like a brand new rope.

But as the years pass, and tension begins to form, the rope becomes less flexible,
and the welcomes are less warm.

The rope is stretched and pulled apart, until only a string is left. 

The glue of the parents soon pass on, leaving the siblings separate and bereft.

How do we repair a rope, that once was strong and true, but now hangs by the frailest thread.

How do we repair a family, that cries out with fear and dread. 

The old rope must be cast away, and a new one to replace. 

But the family cannot be cast away, and the family cannot be replaced. 

So the willingness of all who share, the sadness of this disgrace,

The Love that held the bond so true, will pass with age and time,

But the family that holds it, carries on,

With your children and mine.