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642 – 4 Line Poem AKA Family Tradition

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Reader. So what was your beloved family tradition?

642 – 4 Line Poem AKA Family Tradition
He sits with silver spoon in hand waiting for a child’s hand to land upon the starched white table cloth.

She has a pen within her head writing unkind words that people said. Insults used to wound the smallest occupants in this room

3 children sit quiet and erect having learned how to respect the eldest people you’re expected to show compassion for their sect

Constrained he grows with a mind towards history to unwind hoping for enjoyments he can find when he partakes in dinner time.

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