Brothers

For each of you were blessed
With a uniqueness
Thats sweetness was a gift from above
Yet, united we stand
Under tunes of guitar, pints of beer
And floating smoke
Destined to play hard
Each note of life
That sings against the white walls
And dream of sailing boats
Against the setting sun
Of taking off and coming home again.
Conversations dance salsa
In the arms of our golden city.
May each of you find the happiness you seek
In the pockets of your angel wings.