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.