You love them, You love them

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You love them, You love them

They grow up with you.

You grow up with them.

Through good times and bad times

again and again.

No one will know them

as wholly as you-

Every mood, every face,

when they’re being untrue.

They choose not to listen

and make your head hot.

Like pedals from a flower,

you love them, love them not.

They make you go crazy.

They make you go gray.

Drive you sick with worry

every time they’re away.

They’ll tell you they love you

right after you’ve fought.

Like pulling off pedals,

you love them, love them not.

Then you think of the days

with the pedals of “nots”,

the vast gardens of time,

and each stem in each pot.

Each one now just memories.

Just moments now passed.

The laughs and the lessons,

good and hard times gone fast.

They grow up and away

in the blink of an eye

You weep and you panic

when you say goodbye.

The “not” days seem long

and a mess to get through,

but when it comes to the end,

its just them and you.

Forever and ever,

’til the end of the stem.

Every pedal, every pull-

you love them, you love them.

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