Dad..wary and guarded like the rock
So seamless and infallible,
Rests the theme of joyousness, of the triumph,
Of the timeless love, of the calm assurance,
Ordinarily graceful out of pure caution

Mum the sound of peacefulness and comfort…
While the world is so inept at showing love,
She holds the sea of love to offer
If only someone could stretch out and take it,
The pinch of love would be a fleeting, battling fantasy

Eric with the knot of opinion,
Everything sort of folds over itself and is knotted up,
He cuts through all to and fro,
With the possession of no compromise and nor modification
The world only frets and paces

Allen..the bristlier of enough advice
For the bewildered, powerless and confined,
Offers the pleasant, fleeting notion,
That we are not in the hands of fate after all,
Stores a feeling of strength, freedom and definite,

Aston the one from the home of the sun,
Who with a twist of the wrist,
Ups and splits at first little setback,
There lies a theme in every decision,
But he flubs up everything where entry is possible

William ever free and open,
Has a knack for accepting and adapting,
But with a stern purposeful expression,
He cuts through hurt feelings and misunderstandings,
As if the actual weight rests on his head

you need family

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