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by Michael A Gibbs
Monday, June 13, 2005
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Who hasn't found some truth after losing a loved one?



Extensions of honor, four as one—

Perpetual bond, each a son

Of truths that flowed from parents’ care—

A mother strong, a father’s prayer.   


The tributaries of years removed—

Immortal union, God approved

To stand against the heat of Hell,

The trials of men, a last farewell. 


But when it came, the union swayed

And stumbled with what sadness weighed. 

And now we’re three, one quarter less—

The vacancy, a bitterness.


How permanence can terminate,

How three can taste a brother’s fate,

Are questions left as ages go

Ahead to years we cannot know.


For doubt came home when Tommy died

And left us on the other side

Of life so often cruel to him—

And now we wait the interim. 


For time is not what we have now

And not the days God might allow

For parents, wives and brothers dear

Who stay with us from year to year. 


But time it seems is death and dust—

What’s gone before, our only trust. 

Abiding love lives with us still,

But broken by eternal chill.


If sacred bonds can break and die,

Then what is life?  A mocking lie. 

I love the two that I have kept
And loved the one for whom I’ve wept.   

And still I weep to see our end—

From three to two we shall descend,

And then to one—‘twill surely be—

I pray to God it won’t be me. 






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Reviewed by Joyce Hale 12/19/2006
Ah Michael, I've lost two sisters of five of us, and my Mom and Dad, in the last five years. I know the weight of sadness. Your words cry with loss, and although I am a year and a half after you wrote this, I know that Time does not take away the pain; it merely teaches us how to live with it. I, too, have told my remaining two brothers that I do not wish to be the last of us. But someone must be, and my heart cries for them. Your words touch the heart, Michael, and are in perfect form.

Peace. Joyce
Reviewed by Sandie Angel 7/24/2005
I'm saddened by this heart-wrenching write, I feel the strong emotions in this one. May the light of God and Angels shines upon you and the remaining two, and protect all of you always.

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel
Reviewed by Bhuwan Thapaliya 6/15/2005
Such an emotional write...brought tears in my eyes as I read this...peace and love be with you my friend...all the best...powerful and deep n luck....BHUWAN!!!!
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader) 6/13/2005
This is such a heartwrenching poem of the emptiness felt I know all too well. A beautifully written poem written and spoken words flowing from your darkened heart so empty, Wonderful tribute to your brother and your family. All will join again I know this to be true. but like you've said here, What is life? a mocking lie? That I truly feel and beginning to cry. The last one left, that's a scarey feeling.
Peace and love be with you and keep you strong and comforted.xo Tracey
Reviewed by Lehnanne Kidd (Reader) 6/13/2005
Everytime I read this it brings tears to my eyes.
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