I never thought it would ever end
Willie now dead my brother my friend
I'll never forget time and the date
Early that evening it wasn't so late
I remember the call made by a friend
Willie is gone dead it's his end
Panic set in what should I do
Telling my wife right to know too
Sat in my chair started to cry
Why my dear brother had you ever to die
Tears in my eyes flowing down my face
ripples of tears they feeling like lace
Friday's the end for buried he'll be
Never again his face will I see
Loving my brother knowing he loves me
One day up in heaven again I will see
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
one day up in heaven. good write. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.