Thirty for All of Five

I am writing for five
Only one of whom is alive
Two have yet to be born
Two this world does mourn
And within a handful of rain
I can remember once again
What my memory would recall
Framed by the shutter in the hall
To seek where the past does hide
Is to awake where dreams abide

I am writing for five
To keep the dream alive
To speak to those unborn
Who the world will come to mourn
In a future I will never see
Beside a picture I will never be
And behind my staid eyes
Lies my life in laughter and in cries
But could these windows mean more
Than the fading memories I adore

I am writing for five
Because I am still alive
To celebrate being born
For I cannot forever mourn
First as friend I do not forget
To call he who did beget
This man who came to strive
To paint this idea of five
As he captured with his eye
A belief in life I could live by