What Holds Us Together?
There is a glue, a binding agent between us.
It must be there for we have yet to fall apart.
We’ve yet to separate, to go our different ways.
Is it defined as familial attachment?
Is it emotion that’s most misunderstood – love?
Is it a burden of responsibility?
It is there and must have been for generations.
It has held us firmly together through it all.
In its grip we stand solidly – a family.