• richardagar 23w

    To my brother Chris

    Here with you all under the big sky
    In this small seaside hamlet
    That he would have called a city
    And he would have said with a wry smile that declared:
    "I'm glad I thought of it first"
    Listening to you all talk about your time with him
    The laughter and love that swells and sways even through this unfamiliar home
    As we mention this or that, when I and him...
    We all, who travel this but single road
    Forge anew our bonds of kinship
    For it is in the sharing of the journey and not the destination
    That we learn and remember why we chose to be human!