A Brother’s Love

There is no more joy than a poem being written on you
More so by your emotionless brother
The only person who can induce tears of happiness in my eyes, a concept I formerly believed far fetched

You will always be my best writer brother, and I am sure I will never have any doubts about anything you are and anything you do.

Love,
Tinkerbell 🙂

Wandering Existence

The quest for excellence is a lonely one

And he had been on it for as long as he could remember

He took a lot of chances, and sacrificed a lot

But stayed on the path, inching closer, getting farther

For the path is very tricky, it shows you the trophy

But it takes from you the joy to hold it

The closer he got the less inclined he was to achieve it

For as the distance shortened so did the meaning of the journey

Then he saw her, a little girl, arms wide open, fresh as the early morning dew

Standing in a prairie field, embracing the world with an open heart

And in that moment he knew what happiness was

A smile on her face

It changed him, he began to see the meaning, the meanings that were long lost

He knew why he was going, where he…

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