You honour us by sharing your poem to your brother with us today, Thank You. Those we hold most dear never truly leave us. I know this from losing someone very dear to me. May your beautiful memories of your brother give you strength on this difficult day. Thinking of you, Much Love, April
 

My Lord, Marie. I didn't know this happened.
My love to you. Beautiful honor.
 

Sorry I messed up on the HTML on the last one. Here is what I wrote:

Do Not Weep, He Did Not Die
Stop That Tear, Save That Cry.
That Is Not He ,You Now See,
As He Is Now One With Eternity
So Weep Not, He Did Not Die
He Is Glimmers Of A Morning Sky.
As Rays Of Sunlight Begin Their Flight
He Is The Dawn Of Mornings Light.
As Autumn Hours Retreat In Call
He Is The Leaves That Begin To Fall.
As Sun Light Sets In A Western Sky
He Is Those Clouds That Happen By.
As The Rains Fall In Early Spring
He Is The Fragrance Flowers Bring.
As Lightening Lashes Far Asunder
He Is The Boom Of Distant Thunder.
As Seasons Turn From Warm To Colder
He Is The Breeze Caressing Your Shoulder.
As Shelter Is Sought From A Icy Storm
He Is The Warmth Of Winter's warm
As An Eagle Flies The Mountain Crest
He Is A Young Eaglet In Her Nest
As Winter Calls, With Its Beauty Mystique.
He Is The Snowfall On A Mountains Peak
So Weep Not, He Did Not Die
Save That Tear, Stop That Cry
Life Is Too Strong For Death To Deny
He Is Now One, With Our God Of High
Then Once again He'll be Back
To Make His First Cry

With Great Respect & Love
Mystic Rebel