Watching and Waiting For Brothers

Watching and Waiting for Brothers

Watching from above
He watches my life unfold
Resting atop of clouds
Robes white with trims of gold
Watching from above
He smiles with true joy
Remembering his life on earth
Remembering when we were little boys
Watching from above
A tear runs down his cheek
Watching me sit in a chair
Right beside me an empty seat
Watching from above
Presence wished to be known
Seeing his brother sitting
Crying and sitting alone
Watching from above
My tears he tries to wipe away
Trying to give me strength
Strength for another lonely day
Watching from above 
He sits waiting for me
Waiting to hold my hand
Being what a brother should be
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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March 6, 2010 at 9:49 PM
How very nice a write and the deep bond between you and your brother is felt very deeply through the lines. That is eternal my friend. He does watch over you, but probably doesn't want you to be sad anymore. I'm sorry for your loss. Best wishes, Caroline.
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