BROTHERLY LOVE
I remember, as I bet you remember too,
something you and me always used to do.
Get our camping gear together
and throw it in your truck,
and hit the road just me and you,
to tell each other jokes about
fighting all the bears,
the bears that are not in a zoo,
or what crawled in our sleeping bags,
enjoying our ambience and patina,
each time our day was through.
We laughed at the world that hasn’t come far
and how silly our jokes and gags are,
and how trucks made us he men,
cause it’s not riding in a car.
We would never eat quiche
because we are real men.
We told stories around the fire
trying to shock each other
and maybe suspected the other
of being a big fat liar.
But that was a long time ago,
a lifetime for some, and
I can never lose those
photographs in my mind.
Watching shooting stars,
while sleeping on the ground,
and enjoying that special kind of fun.
We cooked burgers and burned up trees.
Enjoyed things in nature that we found.
Being men, we said things that shouldn’t be said,
at least not with ladies around.
We made up jokes about bicycle spokes,
drank beers and watered trees.
Life was a paradise, life was a breeze.
No honking horns and no ornery folks,
we both left our cares behind.
You were carving art out of wood while
I was losing my mind from the smoke
and was trying to remember that last joke.
Longing for those Halcion moments
is a special kind of sign.
I hope in this crazy modern world,
and after all this time,
isn’t us loving each other truly fine?
Why “ I love you “ come what may,
in brotherly love, is so hard to say, so
we move along and say nothing
and save it all for another day.
Maybe a skilled carving or a simple poem says,
I care about you and you matter,
it was created with love and time,
you are my family and your blood is like mine.
Our family doesn’t hug and love is only implied.
I’m going to break all of the family rules,
in this case I’m sure it is fine.
I’ll say it now and
I’ll say it good because,
now is now and there is no better time.
I’ll say it on this piece of paper
where I can gather thoughts in my mind.
I’ll tell you something and I hope
it doesn’t go to your head.
I honor the big brother you are
right to this day.
But it’s more than that,
I get a wonderful feeling inside.
If there was ever any darkness
I will have taken that away.
Every time we speak,
it brightens my entire day.
My big brothers love and
seeing him smiling at me
is something I clearly need.
It makes the little boy and me
feel my heartstrings get a tug.
I Won’t hide my gray hair
but being okay in my brother’s eyes
is something that I’ll always love,
a feeling that I can’t share
