Vanishing Brother
Dear friend of mine,
You were divine,
And yet I never knew.
A view of you,
So true- it grew,
Did not quite pass my mind.
If I could but,
Just tell you what,
Your words have meant to me,
I would take these lines of gold in worth,
And place them round your neck.
I was fond of you-
Oh brother of mine-
As only time could tell.
If clocks rewound,
I would paint a tale,
Where friends did never bail.
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