(brief renderings) Joe Fazio


He Is My Blood... - Poem by (brief renderings) Joe Fazio

More than the blood of my blood. He is my friend,
my rock...my brother.

Brother, in times of need, never judging, always there.

My Brother, could, would, always make things right.

Brother, never made much ado, about the task at
hand...he just did it.

Brother, who lifted me, when I was down.

Brother, who brought the laughter, amid the pain.

Brother, the word he never spoke...was 'no'.

Brother, who had the answers, to my questions.

Brother, who by example, did walk the path of right.

Brother, in all my years...in all my life, never have
I met another...like my loving brother.



© Joe Fazio


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 18, 2010



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