So this poem was published in an anthology in 2011. I hope you like it.
What matters to me is simple,
Its not even a dimple.
what matters to me is family.
I live very happily.
Nothing else matters,
Not even clothes in tatters.
They make the light,
or a Turkish Delight.
They give you a good telling off,
For pretending to be a sloth.
they play a game
but always stay tame.
They can be good fun
like staying out in the sun.
They sometimes ground,
but never pound
Although they are serious,
They can never be delirious.
Remember the puddings,
and all the good things.
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