THE OTHER ME

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    THE OTHER ME

    We were created one, twofold at birth
    Forever joined by heart and soul, diminished is my worth;
    A part of me was lost when my brother took his leave
    I am but half of what I was, now internally I grieve.

    I long to be with him, how I miss him so
    Your journey is incomplete, he says, no;
    His suffering was great, I'm glad his agony did end
    I still see his withered face~eyes open, forever frozen.

    Wrought with pain, how could I wish him to remain,
    For borrowed strength and selfish gain?
    Tears fall so readily, still today
    Ebbs of solitude come as they may.

    He held dark secrets and memories
    Lost to me in mire and dense trees;
    Gave them back to me, when strong enough to receive
    Not to torment, but to make whole...to please.

    For this blessed creature is not lost, you see
    I remain with him, he resides in me;
    Between heaven and earth we now soar
    Limitless is our boundry and less is really more.

    D.Faye Nail

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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