We are growing, branches
spreading wide, blooming
rooted deep within the earth
growing from east to west
always searching for the best
soil to grow to be our tree.
Beginning with mom and dad
rasing eight children here
letting our tree blossom
branches growing into the air
various colours always welcomed
a meltingpot ; marked as our tree.
More than seventy souls we are
the youngest born on new years day
living as a family, near, far
always in touch with us all
foreign names are added to ours
we blend in, assimilate, we must.
And as our leaf will fall
our tree will grow further
making their own branches
adding names in our tree
blond, brown, black, red headed
all part of our family tree. |
