Ah,brother I don’t want you to lie still
No blood to circulate,no thoughts,no will
No help,no joyousjokes no sharp true eye.
From our old shared pram,to live, to die.
I used to do your homework late at night
Abstract thought to you was no delight.
You wondered over x and y and z Preferred the shapes of Nature in your head.
I shall retain the memories of the good
You who taught me speech and hate and love.
The future without you I did not see.
Imagination fails beneath the tree.
How my heart sings 