How true that old saying
"Familiarity breeds contempt"
You know that no-one
Not any family is exempt
Everybody at some time or after some event
Will most certainly declare
That living close together: brings on stormy weather
Because it brings out in all of us: that awful and nasty side
That horrid and snide need to pick a fight
Simply because: you know that person so well
That sometimes it is so hard to hide
Those feelings that bubble up and
Eventually explode in words that hurt and scald and open wide
Those oldest hurts that inside us bide
Until it has to have somewhere to go and
The only way for it is out of our angry mouths and
Into the wounds of our loved ones: if only we could look ahead
Keep our tongues leashed instead
How much easier it would be to love one another
Without those bitter memories: of words and moods
Much better left unsaid!
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