ACROSS THE MILES

The comfort of returning home.


SO LONG- FAREWELL

My brother is returning
home to his roots.
He has lived his life,
now he will live his dream.
It may appear foolish to some
But it is happiness to him.

I ask God to guide him
This path that he returns to
Where the past and present mix,
Where the nights are black
And the stars are clear and bright.
And the fields stretch far and wide.


He is moving away
To familiar places and faces
To hear the eerie silence
Of a freeway-less night
And wake up every morning
Cheerie and bright.

He is going to learn a lot of new things
Make new friends and look for the old.
His body is going to join his heart
To reside where all his memories start.

Thirty long years
The children have grown
Just him and his wife are leaving to India
To A place they call Home.

My eldest brother has returned to India. I will miss him a lot and thank him for all the things he has done for me. He was always willing to lend a hand and help everyone in need. I know it was hard for him to leave but this is what he had always wanted to do. I just wish him and his wife good health, Happiness and lots of fun travelling.