A Brothers Cry Poem by Julie Schleppegrell

A Brothers Cry

Rating: 4.5


I am here for you brother,
Holding the pain of our sister and Mother.
The rain on the canvas washed away color,
with proof of the fiction masked by another.

I wish God would tell me;
the words to secrete.
I dream of this order for him to see,
and demand trumpets of my whispered decree!

Brother, please, please take my hand,
and with synching motion we step to the day,
when hide-and-go seek was only for play,
and laughter sang hope for our Father today.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rehan Hussain 26 December 2018

lovely Beautiful remind me old days

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Skyler (sky) Storm 21 January 2012

wow i like this poem its really pretty

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