God, How I miss my family,
I always thought I had a heart
but since I've been away from them
it feels like I've grown another one,

why?  Because, I used to get so
frustrated with them,
why do they do this,
or that,

what do they mean,
by this 
or that,

when are they coming
why aren't they on time,
that kind of thing,

now, what ever they 
do is fine,
as long as they
are allright,

God please keep them 
well,
God plese let me see
them all
again,

once more?
no, let me see them
a lot,
over and over

until this new heart
goes away
and they frustrate me
all over again,

Oh God yes, let them
frustrate me 
again.

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