“Love Lost”
My brother died in God’s tears.
Three days to this morning’s years.
In August rains.
I live with him in my soul.
Death took you, my brother.
Spring will last forever in your heart.
You and I will never part.
I stand alone but together with you.
Our tears cry for all the universe’s endless years.
My brother, you helped a friend last night.
He was really I.
All of the people of the world are really you, my beautiful brother.
I knelt down on the ground to pick you up.
God will protect us, my brother.
To A Brother
From J. Billet
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