young man i remember
that winter
in the field
we stared:
at the snowflakes discovering
each one its own
(but never alone)
llllllllllllllll
and i recall:
it was you who first sat in silence with me when we were too chilled to weep
it was you who first held my hand and gave me your shoulder
it was you who RAGED with me
who mourned with me
who ran with me
as i recall, little brother:
since the day i met you, and every day I've met you since...
you've been my deliverance
my constant summer in this gripping winter.
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