Best of Kin

Thought of structuring this for my dear cousin, Ate Denden ...

There we played then we drew,

There we cried being sickly as we grew,

There we fastened to our moms as they flew,

There we were mute – now speaking through and through.

There we amassed stuff then we hoard,

There we read till we get bored,

There we crafted then built them bold,

There we love to be loved then we hold as we get old.