We Brothers Three Poem by Ray Feasey

The brother three together again and it has
Been many a year
Not much has changed from way back then
Apart from wear and tear

The fun we had with wood and string
For bows and arrows seemed our thing

Out for hours across the wreck until dad
Came looking, quick hide he's seen us oh heck

False alarm it was just time for tea
Out of hedges we scrambled
We brothers three

Good how a photo brings it all back
How we can recall easier times

Times less stressful then than now
at play in London over the wreck
Or Dursley's fields with the brook Dam and cows

We brothers three we all survived
and when you care to think back
We are older and wiser and have values unknown
All forged from way back when we all lived at home.