Poetry

Brother – The Lost Relationship

He was the brains I wish I had
Happy was he, though he was a nerd
When you need, he was always aboard
Wouldn’t let you run, where he never walked
                                   
He spoke few words
Yet his strength is his words
He knew who I was
Wish I knew what I would miss
                                                       
The tree grew bigger
The branches split wider
A storm grew wilder
Made the branches get closer
                                   
The sound of the Snap
Gave the eternal nap
The leaves did wither
The chopper sounded louder
                                   
Blame the big tree
Had no reason to let one go free
Brother can I be
That is my little plea
                                   
~Jefflin Roberts
Chennai, India

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