When I saw my brother last, he was leaving me at the airport in Houston a little less than a month ago, giving me a big soulful hug and telling me he loves me. He slipped a piece of paper into my hand and said that it was something he'd written for me, and then he got back into his car and drove away.
My brother, the beautiful and passionate artist who has absolutely no idea just how beautiful he really is. He feels things down to the core and expresses them through words such as these:
Time and Again
time and again
forever believing
sure and steady
still supporting
always there
a million miles
in this heart
a thousand smiles
memories planted
always growing
tests of time
and somehow knowing
crossed that bridge
my saving angel
words of wisdom
kind and able
a giving heart
of warm sunrise
that morning coffee
those gentle eyes
a love of life
it's lessons teaching
alive in spirit
and always reaching
a sister's soul
so wide and open
past and present
words unspoken
~ silence escapes me
2 comments:
He is a beautiful writer.
This was a beautiful piece of his heart!
Thank you for sharing.
xoxo
~vk~
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