You'd Already Passed | Death of a Younger Sister | Sorrowful Jazz Ballad115Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡggc2LmVXZS
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You’d lean on my shoulder, double braids and a cotton gown,
Teacher cracked the door and smiled when our two young voices drowned.
The summer night in ancient songs—oh Lord, he laughed out loud,
“Listen to those babies,” he said, that July moonlight crowd.
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Four years older, I swore I’d go first, hand you all my cares,
But the reaper flipped the script and left me standing there.
Your poems are in print now, your daughter has safely wed,
I wrote your story pretty, but I still ain’t found your bed.
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You stayed in the rain, eyes wide till the end,
Whispered “Brother home?” then slipped away, my friend.
I sailed through darkness, but clock spun way too fast,
When my boots hit the porch, you’d already passed.
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Last night I dreamed you came to say goodbye,
I woke running, river fog in my eyes.
We chased bugs through tall grass, laughing till they froze,
Now I lower you gently, the same old scene glows.
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