Through the memory, door I see
A scene like that--once, I keep
One, Two, Three, Four. Brother and Sisters, We
Along the road, a bump or two
Stronger than me and all of you
Through the memory, door I see.
The complicated tumble of our younger years
Now separated through miles, for us all
One, Two, Three, Four. Brother and Sisters, We
Our years, whether kind or no
Closer we are to each other
Through the memory, door I see.
My friend, my brother, my sister, my family
One and all, Always close, no matter how far
One, Two, Three, Four. Brothers and Sisters, We
A great joy, a blessing true
To have in life – true love endure
Through the memory, door I see
One, Two, Three, Four. Brother and Sisters, We
About the Creator
Anna Thompson
A dream writer, who writes about dreams.


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