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#32 Goodbye, My Brother
My brother Greg an awesome guy,
I don't know why you had to die.
You were so cute as a little boy,
You smiled at us and brought us joy.
Even though we had our little fights,
Over silly things like phone lines and wiring lights,
I never wanted to be a pest,
I needed your skills, cause you're the best.
I'm glad those times, were only a few,
It was hard for me to argue with you,
But that's just me, as you are you,
And in the end you always came through.
This is Lanesville where you are from,
We all are here with Deb and Mom,
Our hearts are broken, as you know,
We really can't bear to let you go.
Sometimes you were so crazy and loony,
Especially with the friends who call you "Cooney",
I know that everyone here will agree with me,
That the Lanesville Crew is the best there could ever be.
We wish so much that you were here,
Or just down "The Cove" havin' a beer.
It's happy thoughts that will get us through,
Like all the fun we shared with you.
And now my poem will come to an end,
Until the day we meet again,
I pray that you are now at peace.
Goodbye Greg With Love From Lis
"And nothing can we call our own but death
And that small model of the barren earth
Which serves as paste and cover to our bones.
For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground
And tell sad stories of the death of kings." W. Shakespeare
"And what the dead had no speech for, when living,
They can tell you, being dead: the communication
Of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living." T.S.
Eliot
"While man is growing, life is in decrease;
And cradles rock us nearer to the tomb.
Our birth is nothing but our death begun." Edward Young
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"Men are never really willing to die except for the sake of freedom:
therefore they do not believe in dying completely." Albert Camus
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