A little sun came shining through
to brighten up my day
A tender thought of me and you
when we were kids at play
The forts we'd build within the house
made of blankets and chairs
The time we'd spend down on the Grouse
catching minnows and crawdads to share
I wish that you were with me now
I know that I would say
the things I could not figure how
when we were kids at play
Though you've been gone so very long
you are a part of me
A better brother I could never ask
nor will there ever be
I miss you Craig
By Randy L Camp
Regis
Georg
Sheila
A wonderful showing of loving admiration for your late brother you hold dearly; expressed with compassion in this deeply moving poem.
Stay well my friend, Stuart