Family is family
Tied with red cord
Linking and joining and passing along
Likes and dislikes and familial quirks
Eye color, hair color, height short and tall
Been there forever, always will be
Fate chosen, threads woven, generationally
But you, my dear man,
Are something much more
You are the one I simply adore
In the great words of spiky haired Lisa
Said to Chief Wiggum's Ralphie boy
"I Cho-Cho-Choose You"
And that my dear man
Means I'll choose you and choose you
And choose you again.
This post inspired by the prompt of the day at NaBloPoMo and prompt # 5 at Mama's Losin' It!