Fly Away

Yesterday my brother would have been 78.

At 60, in the prime of life

He slipped away quietly

from cholera…

caused by

tainted raw oysters

and

a depressed immune system

caused by radiation

and chemo.

His soul winged up

joy in his

freedom

to fly.

Cotton and Danny

 

 

 

 

 

Today my son winged his way home

after burying one Aunt

visiting his only remaining Aunt

and the farm;

he flew away

joy in having

known

and

knowing

the love

of these

two very

different

Aunts.

 

The freedom of being able to slip these bonds of earth and fly away…to whichever home you are going. No one can take the first and perhaps for a time there will be safe planes to fly.

 

 

 

 

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