# Family Author: james mikoto Tags: Family, Love, Poems, Poetry, life, poor #3 of life thanks for the support i really appreciate it i really do. you can all use this poem to or do whatever you want to it even make it better feel free to do so ^.^ They say that times were tough when Money was very tight But I remember my childhood And I know that can't be right Mom would cook our dinner Dad came home at five We were all sitting at the table Waiting for him to arrive We wouldn't eat from a microwave Or a restaurant down the street We all ate Mom's home cooking And boy that can't be beat We didn't eat in front of the TV Or with a phone in our hand We weren't plugged into a stereo bopping to the latest band We would all sit at the table Everyone in their place There were never any surprises We recognized every face Brothers to the left of me Sisters to the right That's the way we ate dinner Every single night We laughed we joked we talked we ate We were a family don't you see Though some may have been raised poor You can see it wasn't me We ate collards we ate biscuits We ate fat back and black eyed peas We said yes sir we said no sir We said thank you ma'am and please So when you talk of family life Or how it used to be Though many had more money None were as rich as me Source: https://sofurry.com/s/qmyyqM4m Part of the series life Previous: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/875168-drama.md Next: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/911051-the-dark-corner.md