Goodbye my brother

Michael is gone And so is my spirit;
A piece of my heart feels gone as well.
How do we fill the void?
How do we tell our emotional system
It will recover
Yet it will never be the same?

Goodbye my brother.
I am sorry for the lost years
Yet thankful for our once unassuming,
uncomplicated lives
When everything was simple and beautiful;
I have numbered them carefully;
I will keep you in the forefront of my mind;
You are a forever memory
I love you,
I’ll be seeing you
Some day, my brother.

Charmaine Candappa