Carolyn Neer
April 1 at 9:45 PM ·
For my Brother that lost his fight today:
Ronnie April 21,
1941 to April 1, 2019
Ronnie, you’re a man of few needs,
Never wanting very much
A roof over your head and a bed
Maybe a new camera or watch.
You’re my oldest brother,
The one I stopped eating for
I wish I could have been there
To comfort you and so much more.
But being 1200 miles apart
Has been hard on us all
Never knowing
When we might get that dreaded call.
You were always a walker
To the senior’s center every day
To hang out with friends
You have met along the way.
But one day that walk
Took a turn for the worse.
You took a fall, oh how I wish
That day could be reversed.
From that day on
you have had to fight
The doctors found a mass
on your spine that night.
Why didn’t someone see this coming
When prostate cancer, knocked on your door
Why didn’t the doctors search
To see if you had more?
Why did you seem so healthy
Just three weeks ago
Why did your life become a battle
Answers, we will never know?
Memories flood my head
As I write this poem
Stories we will never share again
Never again will you come home.
The Lord must know what He is doing
Though we sit and wonder why
You have earned your wings
So, fly Ronnie fly.
CMN
3/31/19
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