one sleeps upon an empty bed
and pines after missed opportunities,
one hides behind a couch of disclosure
sleeping away the better part of the day,
one walks the hard wood floors like an
Arabian model on a desert runway...
they are together
the brothers three
full and spirit and unity
when they want to be
and aloof and independent
when they need to be...
a trinity of hopefulness only months apart in age
who entered our lives and will remain
but only briefly as
we all knew from the start,
yet, it had to be and was and now is...
and we all live wrapped up
in each others brotherhood as if
life would no longer exist
without the five of us and
our limited acceptance will not be
evident until we are reluctantly torn apart.
27Apr15
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