Eulogy To My Brother
Was it all that long ago
when we drove thru the streets,
Singing those crazy drinking songs
that you taught me?
Oh, how I wish for those days again
when the boulevards came easily.
Our voices in the open air as we sped
in that sports car of yours.
Your death gave me a voice that
I did not know I had until you left me in that void.
Now, words fill the pages of a writer
instead of the notes of a musician.
Sometimes the tempo rises
Other times it is staccato and slow.
How can I tell others my memories of those days
as I watched your courageous battle.
Your voice still sings those songs in me
from I know not where.
Was it all that long ago...
written: 8/11/2015
Copyright © Dan Cwiak | Year Posted 2015
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