THE FAMILY HONOR

 

Each family has a story, 

given them with birth,

Of tyranny or glory, 

of treachery or worth.

 

Torment has its seed,

 in birth's unwanted start;

Yet Beauty may take heed, 

through the family's loving art.

 

Hopes and dreams set into motion, 

others cast aside;

Holy vows that bring commotion, 

others that abide.

 

Young ones left and old ones gone, 

a stable, yet changing milieu;

With growth comes a bitter song, 

of saying sweet adieu.

 

Why-oh-why must families pass, 

and solemn oaths go rotten?

Why is it that hopes don't last, 

and commitments are forgotten?

 

Such a struggle to love each other, 

especially those we love the most:

Our parents, spouse, sis, and brother, 

and others dear and close.

 

No love works without respect, 

HONOR is the key!

No dreams are fulfilled with neglect 

of living righteously.

 

Like a garden planted in early spring, 

by a wise farmers loving hands,

The honorable parents will surely bring, 

a loving family to this land.

 

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