My brother's funeral

I watched a funeral today

A man got up and started to talk

He couldn’t help but cry

It was his brother who had died

As he choked on his words

I felt assured that someday

I would share at a brother’s funeral

I do have four of my own

His words kept falling out his mouth

And shattering on the floor

They didn’t paint a picture of the man

But in his tears I could see a reflection

The sun was splitting, fracturing

The tears into infinitesimal mirrors

Through which me might glimpse

This man who is no more

And what will I say

At my brother’s funeral

If I could peel off my skin

I’d show the part that is him

For in the tears of the man

All could see him there, standing

For we all are held part

By those who hold us in their heart