Choosing to visit

my impoverished soul

lost in memories

fond,un-fond, yet all so real

a soft fragrance seeps through

suffusing my soul

with your presence

thoughts and your many many dialogues

tantrums even

you lift me back to a no more time

till

humbled I stand

grateful in remembrance

of your love profound

of your care undivided

of you nonpareil

brother you’re alive in me

your dreams are mine

living two lives in one

I stagger, I falter

stand by

and nudge me on when I stop

bolster my soul with your invisible hands

your loving thoughts

and our many memories together.