In the water, a house is reflected,

And also shown is a family close knitted.

With sixteen cars and umpteen degrees,

Walk-in-closets beaming with new deliveries.

But alas, the water is disturbed by a stone,

A truer reflection could never be shown.

The disputes can be heard, the unrest can be felt,

The emptiness in the soul can be perceived as happiness has left.

Lack of contentment, lack of joy,

Is life so easy to be thrown away like a toy?

Fake words resulted in their destruction,

When only a smile could be their redemption.

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