My grandma was working with a German.
Mother milked cows
And she gave us milk.
Father believed in God more erstwhile he drank
And he sang carols with bass
His parent loved him most in the world.
No 1 showed me my grandparents
One died.
I've never met another.
roots extracted from the ground
They say more about the tree
than branches and leaves
I'm here to get my roots out.
I'm taking it slow.
and with difficulty
