Tim
I see him
their arms braided as he steadies her
ambling through stories, sweet-smelling air
walking our mother, gliding through timeless alliums and azaleas
our beloved late mother
her soft blue eyes giddy with delight to be outdoors
Perhaps he is a saint, this brother of mine
this faithful son coming through in her calling of need
over and over
and over again
this witty remarkable thoughtful
bassist
man of many talents, many instruments, many vocations
Not bound by the conventions of society’s measure of success
each chapter of his life holding an interesting fable
son, brother, uncle, husband, father, animal lover
operatic tenor, Air Force military, high tech factory worker
performer
bus driver, carpenter, electrician, plumber, music teacher
rock musician
I can go on and on
you name it he can do it
and what I want to say in these few stanzas
is that I am thankful for Tim
for his devotion
walking her past flower beds
past the pain of growing old, the loneliness
the ashen picket fences
holding her arms, guiding her gently
through her final garden stroll.
© 2011 Christine Tsen. All Rights Reserved.
to a beloved brother and his devotion to a wonderful family
thanks for sharing
Love & peace be with you
William
Ron
Love to you,
Christine
therapist in a nursing home and many of my
patients have outlived their whole families and
we are all they have. God has guided me in my
direction and gives me strength and courage to
do what I do everyday no matter how hard or
painful. This was my calling. Many blessings and
may peace be with you and your family. Melissa
Hugs,
Anna
Eileen
Always,
Deborah
We should celebrate the lives of those we love and you do that here.
Axilea
Chip Bergeron
Much peace, love and light,
Amber
Ps. As a big brother, I can say my little brother is way smarter and more talented than me. (But my dogs like me better)
Mark
~Christine~
Are your poetic words
for Your brother, Tim
and Your Mother...You
can only see love in
others if you possess
it yourself...so,
I see You
Lady Vivian
beautifully written tribute, to your brother. -gene
Connie
Peace and Love
Tony
to Tim, a special and talented man,
and a caring loving son and brother.
The writing is a delight.
John
Joy L. Hale