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Tribute To My Brother

“Let me go,” my brother cried, I was always the thorn in his side. As boys we loved to buck the tide, We were never ever cut and dried. He was always quick to deride, But never let our faults divide. He looked to me as his older guide, So, I could never commit suicide! Always there with arms open wide My brother is my joy and my pride. written July 16, 2021 [A tip of the hat to my brother, Jim!]

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Date: 7/18/2021 5:37:00 PM
I am sure that Jim has enjoyed this one!
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L Milton Hankins
Date: 7/18/2021 5:39:00 PM
Actually, I doubt that he's ever read one of my poems. We had an adversarial relationship for years, but in our more recent years we get along fine. We just don't discuss some things, like religion and politics. He's a fundamentalist Baptist preacher, and I'm a dyed-in-the-wool, never going to change liberal!

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