Loss of a Brother
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He opted for no more tests, no more treatment. We honored his decision.
I am eighteen months,
to the day,
younger than he.
We have two sisters,
both younger than we.
To lose our only brother
leaves three sisters
cast adrift in a head sea,
swamped in waves
breaking tight
against the course
of our ship, poised -
to grow old together,
reminiscing,
sharing,
laughing about the past.
But he longs to be free.
We are left with no choice,
but to step aside,
and allow him leave.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2014
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