Mars.

My family.

Let's go to Mars,
we'll fly so high,
and see the stars.
Let's go back home
and sleep endless night,
after all, that's where we belong.
We can take my rocket ship
and bounce from the moon,
We're joined from the hip,
From Mommy to you.
We don't speak English,
with our inside jokes,
no one can see this,
we're martians in smoke.
Let's go back home,
our home to mars,
That's where we belong,
right next to the stars

Author's Note

Our family's generation 's name has always been something with MAR so we're called the MARs.
We also had a dog named MARs for us, haha. Me being the last one ending in MARs and the new generation in our family no longer takes that on...
So here's to our family. We're still MARs even if not all of us is. haha