I decided to visit my brother's grave again.
This time, I fell to my knees,
feeling my tears traveling down
as I said, "brother, I hope you forgive me for what I did. May you Rest In Peace.
Amen".
I sat there a bit longer, until I had no more tears to unleash.
I do not know about Lara and I, where this will reach.
What I do know, is that when her son grows older, I will give him a speech.
THE END
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I Miss You Brother And I'm Sorry
PoetryA brother died fighting. His name was Michael. The other brother, James, had to go talk to his wife, Lara, to give her gruesome news about her husband. He had to give her those concerning words. They both spoke about what he and Michael dealt wi...
