Time to boast about my family
Not perfection
Just close, from the rotten tree
Mom and Pop were unspoken truths
Modeled respect,
Quintessential selected two
An aura of elegance,
Only one man can claim her inheritance
Not superficial, authenticity won with diligence
A man of armor,
His love protects through violence
Love is not weak,
It drowns multitudes in silence
At their table are plenty
Raw truth mixed with honey
Exposed but nurtured
Given hope
Exalted through framework
