For William Verdun Harris
My late brother.
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Well, the lie was told and that can't be reversed. At least you went quickly ahead with making amends and got hold of your brother before his passing. This poem is a good lesson, to all of us, on how much pain lies can cause... even across generations. What a sad story, but you told it so well.
I Have to agree with Lynda here.......and you did get to meet your brother....more than most in that situation.....: O)
A very heartfelt rendering David, lies grow and grow and eat away at people, at least you got to meet your brother, Love Lynda x
A most awesome write David...Straight from your heart! Lies are never good, are they? You have made a genuine point here! I applaud it! Blessings, Theo
Oh the tragic consequences of shame. I'm so glad you found him - even though it was not for long enough. At least you were able to meet him David. So sad that your sister continues to live in denial - but some don't have the courage to face the difficult truths, even though the consequence is estrangement from family. A humble, honestly penned tribute to a much loved brother. Thanks for sharing this one. love, Allie xxxx