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On the Grief of a Brother's Passing

On Grief of a Brother's Passing

They buried him in the cold, cold ground.

His warm, warm heart joins to the earth.

A penny's worth of carnal flesh

From dirt to dirt.

And I am only empty now

Somehow I wonder had it been

That he lived on in earthly plane

My brother and my friend.

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Some will talk of his rebirth

Repetitious lives on earth

With lauds of love and joy and mirth.

But I am only empty now

Somehow I wonder had it been

That he'd lived on in earthly plane

My brother and my friend.

He chose to go upon the wind

And as I gaze and talk with him,

I brim with hope; I clearly see

That somehow, somewhere we will be

Brother-friends eternally.

But I am only empty now

Somehow I wonder had it been

That he'd lived on in earthly plane

My brother and my friend.

John Dull 2009