There's Mother,
Father,
Brother
And Me
Standing together
As one
Singing together
As free as we can be
Songs from the heart
The soul
Like pinning a dart
On a board
We can dance
Trot
Prance
And all the lot
We run
Up and down
And all around
What such fun
Funny jokes
Laughing mad
Lots a hoax
Then very sad
A passing
Weeping the dead
Goodbyes arising
In the poem that is read
Of new and old
They come and go
As time has told
They must lay low
We move on
We think Little on them now
But we wait long
To see them again
Oh Poppa
He left
Smelly Droppa
Heart theft
Mother
Father
Brother
And me
Together and closer
As you can see
