The other day I visited my brother for a BBQ
And met Noah my gorgeous little nephew
It had been a while since I saw him
And in that time he'd done some growing
After the cuddles and the playing with toys
He went out for a walk with the Bartram Boys
3 generations of Bartrams all together
Me, my dad and my little and older brother
Behind my brothers house is beautiful countryside
And Noah brought his bike to ride
Well he doesn't ride we push him
Well I pushed him, and it started me thinking
What world this little man will grow into?
What technology will become new?
When I was boy we had no mobiles
And we had no computers at work only files
At least QPR will surly be a better football team
And will he still be able to drink alcohol at 18?
Will he still be able to have a bet?
And what will happen to the internet?
Will he be like his uncles or his daddy?
Will he be like his Uncle Matt and write poetry
Will he have another sister or brother?
I will definitely tell him stories about his grandmother
I get sad when I think that mum will never see him
At least he didn't have to hear her sing
Sorry mum ‘love you' only joking
Will he still put rubbish in a bin?
Whatever happens, it will be challenging
I just hope he does what I did and go travelling
I hope he will have a niece or a nephew
Especially from his Uncle Matthew
And then my brothers start talking to me
And bring me back to reality
The joys of being a family
One thing he will learn from Uncle Matty
Is being the master of the poetic page
Noah and the Golden Age.
