I recall my father,
Strong and sturdy,
Solid as the ground.
I recall my mother,
Early morning,
Waiting for the sun.
Demurred by the strength of my father,
Enthroned by the grace of my mother.
They'll still hang around.
I recall my lovers,
Their many colors,
And what was never found.
I recall my brothers;
And only brothers never wander far.
Enslaved by the weight of my lovers,
Entombed by the love of my brothers.
They'll still be around.