William Watt

We gathered as a family this evening remembered you Interesting how your name came up, Long after you were gone, those who came Listening to old conversations of love Inspired in themselves a longing to meet you Asking questions delicately about your demise Memory mentioned the poignant details Willingly, what was wrapped away unwrapped me All these years of anxious alternatives provoked Timelessly never settled the score of your loss to me Tenure me brotherless; O pian, in your silence, recline! Instill again my motivation to exceed the hollow ones Mother made us her diamonds out of the rough Infused us with her piety and strength of soul Sufficed with sparse scraps of bread, yet we flourished Sojourning in studies that enoble man to obtain You came back polished beyond nuances of meaning Over excited, I too late comprehended you were bleeding Unstopably the transfusion of all our love away.