I was dreaming, sleepy comfort zone Walking with my big brother Familiar streets a memory of our time together A sensation wisps of joy of safety of family His smile beaming my pride worn like a badge of honor Beaming like a light into the future A beacon in the night guidance rough seas ahead …
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My Brother
Your father is not mine My mother is yours We grew up in the same house Your eyes are blue Mine brown We shared the same dreams and nightmares You carried yours As a concealed weapon hidden Mine on my sleeve A rebel flag fully exposed You ran with the wind at your back chasing …
Trilby Yates 