the chequered pinkish red and white
between us all close
many sauces for combinations of taste
all smiles
brother, father, mother, sister and i
we may not realize
but we will carry these images
through out our journey in life
and through this we’ll be able
to tell a pretty story
father always willing to cook
if his head’s not in a book
mother with the broom
and shopping cap on
kim disappears when
the table needs a clear
my brother and I
pester championship
amongst other things
but dad knows well
and so do we
when he tells of how it used to be
in Switzerland in the farm
with Opa and Oma
from frightening lightning
rolling down hills
to adventures and hours
of badminton in the barn
with Huib or Andre
or one of the many others
it doesn’t matter where you are
near or far from home
so long your together
thank you.