About Me
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Poem. My Bro.
MY BRO.
1
The flight was tiring and very long.
I wish it would end real soon.
As time is short, the reason wrong.
My thoughts are full of gloom.
2
The hour was late, trip complete.
A journey I dreaded to make.
Nephew Bryan was there to greet.
With sad news, so hard to take.
3
The hospital room, shabby and old.
With Bro. Lying still, breathing not clear.
I hold his hand, sweaty but cold.
A slight squeeze, he new I was there.
4
I just had a day, the family a week.
This precious time was all he gave.
His heart still pumping, but unable to speak.
It was so hard and to appear brave.
5
Time had arrived, he’s had enough.
Slowly Bro’s body was closing down.
In readiness for his journey above.
The long road he has found.
6
Gradually with little fuss but grace.
He gave a deep sigh and decided to go.
A peaceful look crossed his face.
The finality, a terrible blow.
7
An emptiness filled the room.
A feeling of disbelief for family around.
All knowing it had to come soon
Bro. Left life behind without a sound.
8
The next few days were hard to fend.
Arrangements to be made, the chapel acquired.
Son Bryan had a coffin, made by a friend,
To be used by whoever desired.
9
Bro had tried it, nice for size.
A family joke, but now so real.
Not knowing he would win the prize.
He won’t think it a very good deal.
10
The crematorium was the place.
Heavily booked, it would be five days.
To say farewell was hard to face.
With extra time, was like a haze.
11
A drive through Swan Valley, lunch German style.
A toast to Bro. in great lager beer.
Remembering him and his ever smile.
His humour, we wished him good cheer.
12
Eldest son Michael had just bought a home.
So off we go to check it out.
Happy and content, hope he’s not alone.
Love is what it’s all about.
13.
At last bro. was put to rest.
With farewells and touching speeches.
A favourite song was just the best.
With sea and fish and lovely beaches.
14.
Daughter Step. and Dan have three sons.
Each said a goodbye speech to their grand dad.
Proud but brave, they were the ones.
Who spoke up strong, though very sad.
15.
Now bro. has left us sad and empty.
Life needs to go on, living and yet.
Memories of him are plenty.
Goodbye from us, we wont forget.
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