BROTHER

One bright, sunny day, 
so many years ago,
the angels brought him into our lives
to warm us with his glow.

Jolly as a jester
on a mission to spread a smile,
his warmth and charisma
never failed to cross the miles.

Endearing and beguiling,
daring one and all to grin, 
with a twinkle in his eye
and a charm that had to win.
rockin’ his way, from day to day
down whatever lane led his merry way.

So many fine memories
cherished deep within our souls
and a loss that haunts so deep,
never again to be made whole,
lest we meet again, one final, fatalistic day
on some bright and cheerful morn
no more to be regretful; no more to mourn.

For on that dread and fateful day,
Under thunderous, dark Welsh skies
The angels returned to take him away,
leaving only tears in beseeching eyes.

The long years since
have been so hard to bear. 
The pain never leaves.
No, it’s always there.

“I’m not a religious man
but I have a single hope.
That one day soon I’ll meet him again.
A thought that helps me cope.”



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Written by Darren Scanlon. 17th March 2021.
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