Monday, February 26, 2007

Poetry. My Bro


My Bro.
Number one.
You have started the ball rolling for the next generation of Fitzthum’s
Something that was not expected you many years yet.
Although we have lived mostly long distances from each other for a large part of our lives, there has always been a communication, especially since I have moved to Australia.
I was looking forward to coming to Perth to spend Christmas with you and spending some quality time, but obviously too late, now all I have are those years of great memories.
Goodbye Bro.

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