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.