Rest In Peace Poem by Troy Clark

Brother thine, we were wrapped in twine together so many times in the past. Helping to coup with our flaws, empowering one another to heights where even Angels dare not dream.

Not a day goes by still so many years later, that I don't think of you. Every single day a memory slips from my eyes, and I can't help but smile as I wipe them away. It's the good, and the bad, that made us who we are my friend.
Brother thine, I dream of you every so often. Of your smiling face. Of your laugh. Of our adventures, be they misfit or socially acceptable; regardless, it's not like we cared, as we talked of our futures, of our past.

I wasn't as close to you as others, but your heart still beats where mine does beat. I may not have loved you as much as your true family, but family you always were to me, and shall forever be. Brother thine, I often wonder, that if there was another dimension, a 5th, if that's where our conscience does go? If that's where we, that spirit inside of us, does dwell. And if it does, as much as I hope it does, may I ever have the opportunity to laugh with you again? To cry together in silence with you again?

So much has happened over these many years, to all of us, to be sure. I now have a daughter, who I wish, beyond a doubt you could hold in your arms. I now have so much to offer to this world since I've grow, and if I had the chance, I would offer just as much to you. As we all would, without a doubt.

Brother thine, as I once again lay my head down to sleep, as I once again have you on my mind, as I once again cannot help but smile and attempt to feel gleeful, and not sad, at all the precious memories I have of you; I wish you, once again, Good Night. And Sleep Well.