My Brother After the War
My older brother
Feels like another
Since back from the war
He's not very happy any more
Ryan is always stressed
He now has a wound on his chest
He's not the same
What a shame
So I say bye
Ryan you're a new guy
My Brother After the War
My older brother
Chrisjan commented on My Brother After the War
12-06-2020
Len commented on My Brother After the War
10-30-2020
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
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