Tribe

They’re the ones,

Who understand your language,

Even after you speak it,

After years.

They’re the ones,

Who sing the same tunes,

Of togetherness,

And of love.

They’re the ones,

Who are the home

When you wander,

In the world of unknowns.

They’re the ones,

Who become your tribe,

Becoming a world,

Of your own.