We parted days ago but it seems like years already I ride the bumpy white gravel trail near my home that reminds me of our solitary bike ride last week on the Panhandle You wanted to cross the no entry point I said no I wanted to take a photo of the military threat level sign you said don't be stupid We listened to Pink Floyd when we were teenagers saw them in concert after a truck bed ride down the streets of downtown Nashville high on rock n roll Now I listen to them and my heart sings cries We had one huge fight our entire sibling hood A letter sent to my house ended the feud and I made the call Now it seems unbelievable after all the laughs you gave me at the Cape Laughter I needed at the most crucial time of my life It was like we were ten fifteen twenty again Momma's brother is gone from this earth I cried with her in the bathroom of a seafood restaurant days after he passed We embraced by the sink and our hands smelled like that coconut soap there You don't love the beach like I do but it will always remind me of you Brothers and sisters always a time and place Take care of yourself so we can cry with laughter again.![]()
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Brothers and Sisters
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Reblogged this on Michelle's Hen House.
Thank you so much for the reblog, Michelle! I don’t think I’ve ever been reblogged before. : )
Wow, this made me text my brother.
That just made my morning, Ashley : ) Hope your trip to NY is going well.
Jenifer – again, another thought-provoking and delightful writing. I look forward to reading you a lot. I feel we are kindred spirits on WordPress through Debra Marrs!
I have a question I’d like to ask you “off air” so to speak. Please go to my website – mikeandberg.com – to my ‘Contacts’ tab email address and let me know how to contact you.
Thanks so much,
Mike
Thank you so much, Mike! Yes, I agree we are kindred spirits on WordPress through Debra! Always enjoy reading your posts. š