Maps

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.