Our sadness is mixed with joy as we reconnect with Mike's sons, Brian and Jason. We feel an instant bond with them after a separation of many years. This gives meaning to God's words at the beginning of this post.
I wrote Mike a poem, titled "Our Childhood" a couple years ago. It is more precious now as I recall our years growing up. It spoke of our childlike ways, our many cats, school days, snow days and summers sailing with dad on the Great Lakes freighters. The last three verses follow:
I've always felt a bond
With my little brother, Mike,
Since the years he left small town Alpena
He's lived a big world life.
They say the years of childhood
Form the person you will be.
We were loved by our parents
And God loves us best, I believe.
I thank Him for your life
Though we've lived far apart.
You are my little brother
And I love you with all my heart.
Yes, Mike we loved you and will miss you. May you rest in the shelter of the Most High.
4 comments:
Oh, Fran, what beautiful words of poetry. I hold my siblings so close to my heart, and I think that those with siblings are so blessed, no matter how short or long our time together may be here on earth.
You do write such nice poems, I would love to hear the rest someday. I know how special brothers are and I am so sorry for your loss. Love Angie
Mom,
You can really feel the emotion behind your words, thank-you for sharing. Uncle Mike will be missed and never forgotten. It was nice to see the pictures of Brian and Jason, they have changed slightly since the last time I saw them in 1986 :). Thinking of you..Love Dan
What a warm tribute to your "little brother".
Our thoughts are with you.
Sincerely,
Emily and Gary
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