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Our Brother "Bugs"

May 14, 2011
By AndySixxLover GOLD, Weatherford, Texas
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These violent delights have violent ends and in there triumph die like fire and powder in witch their kiss consume

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He was one of a kind
He had our mother on his mind
He liked sitting in the sunshine
He loved people, dogs and squirrels
He liked watching programs about other worlds
He liked to look at stars, Venus and Mars
He also worked on cars
He was a jack of all trades, a master of none
He was our mother’s oldest son
He was not a very smart man
But he was a genius working with his hands
He liked painting and building ships and planes
Without him nothing will be the same
We all know we will see him again
When our trials are over and come to an end.

© Allison F., Menlo Park, CA

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My grandmother that raised me wrote this about her brother that died of Cancer just as she did i deiced to share it with all of you
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