Diamonds Sky Bound Poem by Kurt Barekman

Twinkle Twinkle little star
looking up from beyond the bar
drunken thoughts filling me
somehow find who i will truly be
beer in one hand whiskey in the other
grieving the death of a true brother
dead and gone maybe forever
dead and gone never to be together
again the tears the sorrow the pain
the sand paper of life going against the grain
warm embrace strong arms
laughter happiness a shield from harm
drunken giggles burst forth
thoughts of madness give birth
alone maybe sorrow felt
alone yes my hand dealt