The Family Tree

A family tree as I observe On the computer brings back memories Of the people who have long passed over Are still there in my mind to see My grannie, my aunt, my mother and father And my uncles I recall My brother and sister are all still there In my memory, makes my teardrops fall Happy days so long ago Not rich but still so wealthy

When we were all at home as kids Well nourished and oh so healthy My grannie was so very small And she loved her tin of snuff She always wore her long black apron And her voice it was so gruff The memories all come flooding back The more and more I see And is upsetting me, as I explore So I think I’ll forget this family tree