Because Of You

Tell them, who are we?... Who are we?

They don't know about me.

No! I don't think they know about me.

BLUE! The color I see, every morning when decided He,

At the table we sit, when ma made tea.

Yes! The cupboard was not empty, because we had tea.

The sunray shun my face, I bolted out the door.

"Lets play!" little brother cheered, "Count to four"

One, two, three, four.

Aaah! Sally, bring some more!

Some more what? I thought when I saw

Ma kneeling over daddy with a bowl of water,

Cloth on his head, she had to cover the wounds on his head.

Timmy, my brother thought he was dead.

He closed his eyes and count to four,

One, two, three, four

He looked up, blue he noticed,

Daddy showering down his love.

"I hate that color!" Timmy bemoaned.

Knowing that I had too, I turned,

"I love that color. Everyday I see it now it's going to give me power, strength to keep my family together and work too keep us away from hunger. We need that blue sky, blue sea, blue eye to see why we don't sit and sigh but be there for one, too many cry; I have to take care of you Timmy, Sally and Ma. Everyday it's going to be blue and at the end, we say "We did it dad! Because of you."