Dennis,
my mates brother,
Was
a desirable other,
As
he offered his services
With
lots of adherences.
He
loved his close family
With
all of his given might,
He
heartedly acted brotherly
And
was a sight of might.
He
understood care with a stare
As
he suffered a personal hell
Of
a duration drinking spell
Regardless
of personal care.
He
is now in heavenly heaven
Regardless
of his disbeliefs
As
he is still classed as Brethren
Despite
his griefs of beliefs.
©
Andrew Stevenson 28/03/2017
A re-edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
May Dennis R.I.P. Andrew. great poem.
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Greetings Yvonne. Thank you for your kind sentiments, they are greatly appreciated. Glad you liked the piece. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew.
DeleteDennis sounds like he was a good guy in spite of his problem with drinking. Alcoholism is a terrible affliction. How sad for his close family to lose him.
ReplyDeleteThank you Louise, for your kind expressions. Dennis was a strong family guy. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew.
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