Treasure Island

Lawerence Mize, Sr.

(October 29,1949 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Brothers Love


I'm in a glen...deep in the woods.
See my brother Bob...knew I would.
Been a lot of places.
He and I.
Youth dealt out our life lessons...
with no time to cry.
Played the normal games
children always do.
Always held back.
There were things we knew.
Learned of hate at an early age.
Found fear and violence
goes hand in hand.
Grew into men
proud and strong.
Started our families
prayed nothing would go wrong.
We learned to love
from family and friends.
Their gifts so precious
brought so many tears.
We drove our miles
on the road of life.
I'm here with you Bob
as day turns to night.
I offer my heart
and a brothers love.
Don't want to leave
Don't want to part.
Still in this glen
deep in the woods.
See you Bob...
knew I would.

Submitted: Monday, June 21, 2010

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