Not By Birth

Poems From The Porch

I rode my bicycle over to my brother’s house on a stunning spring morning.

We sat on his porch, cried, and laughed together as we discussed his memorial service.

Then I asked him about the accident and how it changed his life. In silence, we noticed the cows in the pasture grazing nearby.

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