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Growing up:

knowing the sound when your dad gets home
Bedtime stories and goodnight kisses
nothing better than feeling so tight
being tucked in
no worries
just dreams

Fights with your sister
over this and over that
nothings sillier than to deal with that
no matter what, we love till the end

Christmas morning with the family
presents and songs
we all sing along
together at last
if only it would last

...

Getting used to not hearing the sound
no more stories, just the silence
things have changed
now theres worries along with pain


Were both older now
bestfriends who make eachother proud
catching each other when we fall
till the end we stick together


Christmas morning, minus one
it feels so quiet
somethings missing
joy is not present without your whole family


Cherish the moment you have
it won't last forever.