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 Category:  Spiritual Poetry
  Posted: June 14, 2015      Views: 1462
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A time of reflection signifies a time, a few years back, in honour, when my brother died, from his own hands, and my mother a few years before that of Cancer. One now reflects often about one's own life, as much the young innocents who die...thos - more...

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Prologue of the book Get Well, Brooke!
love unbroken
"ONLY A BOY (she said) Adewpearl" by RGstar

(she said)

She spoke, yesterday, of dandelion seeds
He laughed, today, pit-pattering in weeds
The rain, she said, would come a day
Little known, it would come to stay
The tears, she said, from onions nearby
''I'll wipe them,'' he said, unable to pry

She remembered, April, dressed in frilly clothes
He wondered just much she knows
She spoke of stars that didn't live far
He thought of those he'd collect in a jar
She said, she loved him, all over again
He asked if love was a count back from ten

Her summers, bold, predominantly gold
Now winters scold; so callously cold
Her autumn, she said, would soon bear fruit
Once bitten must follow the piper's flute
Whose spring, refined, with peppermint and thyme
Awaits her gently with verses and rhyme

She'll sleep today in the arms of hope
Sighing in fields where antelopes lope
Then silent a voice; innocent of ploy
''I'm here by your side, though only a boy''
Balderdash and Gobbledygook, one of a kind
His heart speaks gently to creations of her mind

She waits at crossroads where eagles soar high
Goodbyes are wingless without reasons to fly
And sentinels of love will not let pass
In this case, a boy, with questions to ask
The way home murky with inclement sky
His tears represent her reasons to try

Whisper then, wishes, in contexts of Joy
His arms are able, though only a boy

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Author Notes
-And he will bring her back to us.

She was one of the first to say she loved my voice, used to turn the TV down and speakers on, but this voice will not be used this day, I will save it for the joyous day she returns to us - and may that be soon.

Get well, my friend- for you and Sawyer.

-A poem to be added to the book for, Brooke.
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