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Aug 2020
The four-wheeled monster had never scared me.
As if those puny wheels could contain your tireless aura.
With sturdy Wings of a mighty dragon looking for its freedom.

Sweet brother,
your strength, wonderfully wild and majestic.
A Fairy tale like in the books I ponder upon.
No need to speak.
Your murmurs,
strong enough to level the mightiest mountain mammoths.

Sweet brother,
Your curious, yet loving eyes
they can pierce and swoon the scariest of monsters.
Aphrodite's son with the heart of a lioness and her cubs.

Sweet brother,
We notice your strife's and struggles
you bare them with your mighty arm.
why do you always smile.
even with all your scars and bruises.
You still carried the light of life.
As if you knew we needed you to keep our family together

That way you grin-laugh at me.
It makes me want to trek the tallest mountain just for you.
Whatever it takes.
The way you cry so passionately,
makes even the boldest of boulders shatter into pieces.

You've grown weak,
no need to care for me anymore,
give your frail hand.
Spare your energy,
rest your eyes,
and draw your final breaths.
it is time for us to return your love.

Sweet brother,
You are finally free from the shackles of the four-wheeled beast.
Let your wings carry you to the tallest peaks.
Your legacy and love will carry us forever in time-beyond.

Sweet dreams, Sweet brother.
Jarrod
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Jarrod  20/M/South Africa
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