Goodbye My Brother Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Stone angels stand silent while the fall leafs blow
From dawn to dusk we live, from dust to dust we go
The roses of friends come together in a field of sorrow
Death brings flowers together in a mystical bouquet
A royal crystal vase is set on the table of tomorrow
Winter winds will give heed to springs green parade
A funeral is so final, goodbye dear friend, brothers part
Eyes with tears bring fountains of love, touch so gentle
Voices sweet and sincere comfort a broken lonely heart
Pictures of the living now gone are seen on the mantle
We are at the station, always coming and going
We laugh and cry; we go full circle, live and die
Love is the great teacher of living and growing
The eternal voice calls and we all must say goodbye
Goodbye my sweet brother, I know you are at peace
I shall join you soon, together forever, at the great feast